When Wrapping the Umbrella Rib with Silk

During the rainy season in Hefang Street, Shen Qinghe discovered that Gu Yanzhi's creative umbrella had stolen her "half-open lotus" pattern. The tragedy of the fire ten years ago made him misunderstand that she was snatching the formula, but he did not know that she burned her forearm just to protect his father's "Bamboo and Porcelain Symbiosis" manuscript. After that, she used bamboo silk to repair his broken porcelain tea cup, and he secretly mixed mugwort into the glaze to relieve her arthritis. When she endured the pain and pricked her palms with silver needles to paint, his eyes turned red on the surveillance camera. On a typhoon night, she fainted in front of his door. The West Lake smoke willows on the silk umbrella were his mother's favorite. During the restoration of intangible cultural heritage, they used bamboo silk as a pen and porcelain patterns as ink to resolve misunderstandings. In the exhibition hall of the Forbidden City, the ice cracks cast by the "full-open lotus" silk umbrella overlap with the old scars on his wrists. On the bluestone board, the two joined hands to let the umbrella ribs and porcelain patterns coexist, writing a promise to keep for the rest of their lives.