Between the neon lights of Shanghai's Bund and the mist of the Huangpu River, there are two isolated islands - Lin Shen, an AI genius who wears a haute couture suit to debug neural interfaces, and Shen Xia, a digital artist who curates exhibitions in the Metaverse wearing Martin boots.
He suffers from an allergy to artificial flavors, but he hears the broken Morse code in the bitter orange fragrance on the back of her neck; there are fire scars on her back, but when repairing the quantum rose generated by his algorithm, he touches the burning pain that has not healed for twenty years.
When the neuro-simulation algorithm of the technology giant hits the memory metal canvas of the art black market, a lie slowly unfolds in the name of "restoration": Why is Lin Shen's mother's brain science experiment data hidden in Shen Xia's dream? Why does the resurrected Dunhuang Feitian in the Yuan Universe stare into the eyes of contemporary people? And that rainy night, did Shen Xia transplant his memory, or did he tamper with her reality?
The answer lies in the fire of Prometheus - that dangerous light that humans call "love" and "technology" at the same time.
