Deep in the rain alleys of Jiangnan, only half of the blood-stained military badge was left behind by the missing lover. Su Ling traced it to a mysterious tailor shop and got a satin dress soaked with moonlight. On the night of the fitting, the cheongsam actually split into two shadows - the black shadow rushed into the trench to attack the bullets, and the white shadow fled to Paris to play forbidden music. The bloody epiphyllum that exploded where the two shadows collided was embedded with a sketch of a woman whose lover swore never existed.
Heavy rain fell suddenly, the cheongsam wrapped in human bones broke through the window and ran away, and the bloody words "traitor" were carved out of thin air on the blue bricks. And when Su Ling fished out the shopkeeper's bronze mask from the dye vat, the hidden pattern was exactly the same as her mother's relic... The dusty natal satin concealed a Morse code, pointing to the leader of the student movement who sank into the river three years ago; the faded secret agent tattoo in her late mother's makeup box spelled out the star map of the altar beneath the tailor's shop.
The spool rotated, the silk thread strangled her throat, and a murmur came from the depths of the moonlight dyeing vat:
"You think you are changing your life... But you are actually sewing burial clothes."
The sound of tearing cheongsam is particularly harsh on a rainy night -
