During the day, I am Shen Ye—the earthly emperor of Shanghai's capital circle, ruthless and fierce.
At night, I was her—the most popular singer in Paramount, wearing a cheongsam, singing nocturnes, and surviving in the troubled times of 1937.
Once when I was near death, I was bound to the soul of a woman from the Republic of China.
At sunset, I turned into her, facing the guns of Japanese spies, the Qing Gang's interrogation, and a Shanghai that was about to fall.
At sunrise, she becomes me, holding meetings, signing contracts, and fighting with my nemesis Su Wanting.
We know each other by the writing in the diary.
She wrote: "Can you please stop smiling at my female secretary during the next meeting?"
I replied: "The cheongsam you are wearing tonight is too low."
I thought it was just an accident until one day——
I don't want to go back to modern times.
Not because of money, not because I'm afraid.
It's because there is a person who is willing to call me "Aye" after knowing who I am.
"Stay." When she said this, the war outside had already reached the Huangpu River.
But I think this is the nicest sentence I have ever heard in my life.
