In Shanghai in 1930, Shen Qingdu, a shipping nobleman who returned from studying abroad, was greeted not with a reception banquet, but with triple bad news - his father was seriously ill and comatose, the family property was coveted by his younger brother, and a foreign company had to acquire the dock within a time limit.
In desperation, he dug out a marriage certificate left by his grandfather and found Su Niansheng, who made a living by singing in a teahouse.
She is a cracked old pipa that was acquired by her father after the scholarly scene in Suzhou declined. He built his first boat while carrying goods at the pier, and she sang songs in a teahouse for ten years, watching the world turn cold and cold.
"For one year, we pretend to be husband and wife, and we each get what we need."
He thought he was just looking for someone to stabilize his inheritance rights. She thought she was just taking money to save her junior brother. Little did they know that from the moment their fingertips touched the account book, their fates were already entangled.
She saw the alteration of numbers on the account book, and for the first time he looked seriously into the eyes of a "singing girl". She brought out two cups of cold tea when everyone spurned him, and he chased her back in the rain and held her hand that refused to let go. She carried Pipa and went to the patrol room to rob the prison, and he handed her the key to her father's study——
"From today on, you are no longer an outsider."
In the mist of the Republic of China, a pipa, a ferry, and two people who were broken by fate went from a contract to side by side, from each taking what they needed to being dependent on each other in life and death.
She finally understood why her father protected the piano - just like his father carved the word "cross" on the dock: true protection is not to protect others from the knife, but to accompany them through the darkest night.
Sheng Sheng crossed me and spent the rest of each other's lives.
