Late at night in the old alley, there is a warm yellow light.
The door sign reads: Time Pawn Shop - Exchange memories for a chance to make up for regrets.
Jiang Nianwan walked in, wanting to make up for the afternoon when he killed his lover.
Boss: The price is all your and his memories. He will disappear completely, as if he never existed.
Jiang Nianwan refused.
Boss: Then stay as a store clerk. Within a year, you can meet him in a "real sense".
She signed the contract and came to the pawn shop late every night to help strangers exchange precious memories for a farewell.
But she gradually discovered that every time she helped someone, she would forget a detail about Xiao Zhi.
His birthday, his favorite dishes, his voice... Even the words in the memo started to feel strange.
But the masked man's eyes, body shape, and habit of soaking in honey water became more and more like him.
Was she being tricked by the pawnshop, or... Was the man under the mask lying to her from beginning to end?
The identity of the clerk is not redemption, but a game that consumes her.
