In Shanghai in the 26th year of the Republic of China, there was an old bungalow covered with ivy hidden deep in the French Concession, with a faded wooden sign hanging on the lintel - "Pavilion of Memories". The owner of the museum, Lin Shen, is a man in his mid-twenties. He always wears an ironed indane shirt and an old pocket watch on his left wrist. Outsiders only know that he can "repair" broken memories: someone comes with the blurred outline of his lover after a car accident, and he can piece together the complete details of the relationship from old photos and half a button; someone comes with yellowed music scores, and he can restore the last lesson with the piano teacher when he was a boy. But no one knows that Lin Shen has a deep scar hidden in his own memory - one rainy night ten years ago, he lost all memories of "A Zhi", leaving only his pocket watch and a vague "Don't look for me".
Until the spring of the 27th year of the Republic of China, a woman wearing an off-white cheongsam, Su Wan, opened the door of the Memories Hall. She held a brocade box embroidered with gardenias. Inside the box was half a piece of burnt letter paper, with only a few incomplete words left on the letter paper: "Collection of Memories", "A Gardenia" and "No. 17 On the Bund". Su Wan said that she was looking for her sister Su Zhi who disappeared ten years ago, and this half piece of letter paper was the only clue left by her sister. Lin Shen's pocket watch suddenly made a subtle "click" sound at this moment, and dusty memory fragments began to surge: the stone road on a rainy day, the fragrance of gardenias, the bells of the Bund clock tower...
