Lin Xiaoman, an ordinary college student, meets Gu Mingcheng, the heir to a wealthy family, by chance. She thinks it's a fateful encounter, unaware that she has long been caught up in a bloody conspiracy spanning more than twenty years. Beneath the rose tattoo of the Gu family lies the sordid secret of genetic experiments: twins turned into living vessels, and a blood-clotting curse quietly spreading through their lineage. When a spilled slushie at a bubble tea shop exposes cracks in the past, Lin Xiaoman discovers that her heartbeat is somehow resonating with Gu Mingcheng's, and every line in the butterfly-shaped birthmark on her waist is a life code altered in a laboratory.
A critical notice about her mother's health and cracks in a mysterious jade bangle intertwine. Beneath the ruins of Ren'ai Hospital, forty-seven charred corpses collectively "awaken." The rose daggers embedded in each one's chest all point to a shocking lie: the supposed mother-daughter blood tie is actually a carefully orchestrated face-swapping scheme, while the so-called deep love of the wealthy family is nothing but a brutal selection process under genetic editing. When the wreckage of a cargo ship on the Rhine gives up its cloned embryos, and bloody handprints on the wall of a dark room expose the truth behind the switched infants, Lin Xiaoman must make a choice amid the crumbling maze of the Gu family's secrets: bury the Gu dynasty with a bloodstained ledger, or fall into a curse of eternal reincarnation for those eyes that mirror her own?
Lin Xiaoman, a model from the bottom rung, never imagined that an accident on a construction-site film set would send her tumbling into the vortex of fate surrounding Gu Mingcheng, heir to the Gu family.
The cedar scent on his wrist mingles with the cold glint of hemostats, while the smell of laundry detergent on her skirt carries the dampness of the urban village.
A five-million-yuan accident insurance policy is a rich young master's charity, and a golden cage trapping a sparrow.
She is the one light he can never grasp.
He is the calamity she can never escape.
