"Midsummer Vines Across the Republic of China" - In the midsummer of Tang Luochuan, a small town in the Republic of China, Shen Nian'an, the young master of the Shen family, woke up under a shelf full of vines. There were some fragments in his mind that did not belong to this era: a "small box" that could shine, an iron shell that did not require a horse, and a vague premonition about a fire that burned down half the street.
The silver vine hairpin on his wrist always gets hot at certain moments, as if it is guiding something. The handsome H and the calm K at the pier seem to be hiding secrets; even Uncle Fu, the most trusted butler in the house, always has a suspicious smell of engine oil on his sleeves.
The mobile phone that unexpectedly appeared during the rescue by the river, the sacrificial symbols on the mysterious path, the past hidden in QQ photos, the incident of Y jumping off the building... Everything is full of weirdness. It wasn't until an urgent telegram arrived with the wrong words "Ms. Shen's personal greetings", and the silver hairpin was intertwined with garbled characters, old photos and warehouse secrets, that Shen Nian'an was shocked to realize that this time-travel, wrapped in the scent of vines, was not only his fate, but also entangled with the grievances of the ancestors of three families.
When the silver hairpin was inserted into the wisteria-shaped keyhole, when the telegram on the rainy night pointed to the secret compartment of the pier, the most unlikely person was holding the pocket watch that had been hidden for half his life, watching him in the dark towards the plan that had been laid out. In the midsummer of Tang Luochuan, vines climbed all over the high wall, and also crawled towards a truth that transcended time and space - some protection is disguise, some betrayal, hidden in the gentlest smile.
