Wen Yi brought a blood-stained suit to Shen Yanzhou's marriage banquet.
It was left when he rescued her, and the blood stains were like blooming roses.
"Emotions are our weakness," she heard him tell his friend.
That night she confessed her love, but he lit a lighter and burned his suit: "That's it."
Five years later, at the auction, she held Gu Xici's arm and stunned the audience.
Shen Yanzhou stared at her shoulder——
The suit that he had burned was still intact on her body.
There is a new pattern embroidered with gold thread on the cuffs: a half-broken boat holding gentle flowers.
"The boat is Gu Xici's thing," she chuckled, "the flower is my rose."
He lost control and grabbed her wrist, revealing the mottled scars on his arm.
"These scars... Are they also for him?"
