The great-grandson of a founding lieutenant general × a street artist.
He pressed a bloodstained brass collar pin into her palm. “I don't love you as Deputy Secretary Ren's son. I'm only Shen Ke.”
Later, when the city was locked down during the SARS outbreak, he buried the flower that had sealed their love beneath an old plum tree and sent her out to see the world. Everyone thought he had abandoned her...
Only he knew he was waiting for a seed to take root and return.
