"Xiao Tingyun, your moon has long been dirty."
Five years ago, Song Shuyue took her new love and threw the check in his face: "I have been with you for five years, so I might as well spend one night with him."
She took away all his wealth and fled overseas, leaving him ruined and rotting in the abyss of claustrophobia.
Five years later, he was a top forensic doctor, dissecting dead souls with his fingertips, but could not piece together the truth about her betrayal.
She is a legendary cultural relic restorer who can restore thousands of years of treasures in her hands, but she cannot repair her own broken soul.
A serious transnational case brought the two men into conflict again.
On the night of their reunion, he pressed her against the autopsy table, his breath cold:
"Song Shuyue, how did your hand in restoring cultural relics unbutton his shirt back then?"
She smiled brightly, but her crescent-moon eyes were as dull as dead water: "Forensic Doctor Xiao wants to study? Unfortunately, you can't afford the tuition."
He hated her to the core, but when she was in danger, he instinctively used his body to block her.
She rejected him thousands of miles away, but when he got sick, she took off all the sharp thorns and gave her remaining body heat.
Until he found the medical record of severe depression and a blood-stained USB flash drive in her dusty safe——
The truth is revealed, that massive betrayal that year was the last grand sacrifice she had carefully planned for him...
"Zingyun," the blood on her wrist stained his pale fingertips, and his voice was as soft as a kiss: "Without me in the sky, would the moon be... Brighter?"
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