The Butterfly Specimen Fell in Love with a Wild Rose

The story ended early due to an operational error. For what happens next, please read the new book, Butterfly Specimen Falls for a Wild Rose 2.

In 1937, on Waibaidu Bridge, on a rainy night, Lu Yiping jumped.

In 2023, she crashed into a man’s private pool.

His name was Meng Yancheng, the heir to Guokun Group. He was so calm and restrained he seemed like a butterfly specimen pinned to a wall. Soaked through, she stood before him. “My name is Lu Yiping. I was a singer in the Republican era, and I just jumped off a bridge.”

He searched the entire internet, but found no trace of her.

He was the only person in the world who knew where she came from. He didn’t ask or investigate. He simply stepped back and draped his suit over her shoulders.

He helped her get registered in the household records, giving her the chance to sing again a century later. She took down his wall of specimens and taught him how to say, “I like you.”

He didn’t say, “I’ll support you.” Instead, he managed the royalties from her copyrights. He didn’t say, “I’ll protect you.” He said, “No third person will ever know.” When he proposed, he knelt on one knee and offered her the title deed to a home. “Would you stay in this era and build a life with me?”

At sunrise on Waibaidu Bridge, she stood where she had once jumped. “I’ve been to this bridge twice. The first time, I thought I had nowhere left to turn. The second, I knew someone was waiting for me on the other side.”

He clasped her hand. “I’m sorry to have kept you waiting.”

After transmigrating across eighty-six years, she had journeyed from the Republican era to his side.

Two people once pinned in place finally came to life beneath the sun.