The night she put on the glass bracelet, Lin Yuqing's pulse began to synchronize with the unfamiliar electrocardiogram in the Kyoto intensive care unit.
The Japanese professor whom he passed by at the academic conference was having his heart gnawed at by her dreams - every kiss in the dream carved bloody cherry blossoms on his chest.
When the blood-stained glass box fell from her cheongsam in 1937, the ECG monitor in 2041 suddenly displayed:
"Death Countdown: March 28, 2015 10:23"
Today was the moment when he handed over his business card at the antique show——
Next to the signature of "Masaharu Fujiwara" is the lip gloss she left behind.
