“Teacher, I love you. Not the way a student loves a teacher.”
Her courageous confession earns her more than a simple rejection.
Lin Jiu, a young professor of history, has the face of a youth and the eyes of an ancient man. He takes out a relic that has endured for a thousand years, pours her a cup of clear tea, and begins to tell her the secret of immortality.
“I have seen rainbows of bronze, and heard the cries of the Epang Palace burning through the night…”
From the plague that brought a parting to a Qiang tribe in the Western Zhou dynasty to the silent protection offered amid the turmoil of the Republic of China; from half a piece of smooth jade to a stopped pocket watch… Like a lonely traveler, he has journeyed along the river of time for five thousand years, witnessing countless meetings and farewells, happy endings and regrets.
Su Xia originally thought it was an unbelievable story, until she discovered that the brilliant young women in it, all dead before their time, had the same cinnabar mole behind the ear as she did…
It turned out that her confession was the answer he had waited a thousand years to hear.
“This is my last lifetime. Teacher, are you still going to hide from me?”
