At the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Jinguan City. Shen Yanjun, the young master of the Shen family's dye house, doesn't like dyeing cloth, but he meets a girl who makes costumes at the silkworm market - Wen Ruchu. Her surname is Wen, and she is a descendant of the Wen family who has been entangled with the Shen family for several generations.
He walked into the dyeing workshop for her, and she taught him how to recognize colors: hematoxylin red, gardenia yellow, indigo, moon white, and sky blue after rain. He said that color is not seen with the eyes, but cultivated with the heart; she said that azure is not a color, but a person.
Between the two families, there lies half of the lost dyeing genealogy, an old incident of an annulment, and a piece of azure silk that has been locked in a cabinet for twenty years. People who have been waiting for a lifetime, dyeing cloth for a lifetime, just to give the unspeakable words to the color at the moment when the rain passes and the sky is blue.
This is a story about waiting - waiting for a rain, waiting for the clouds to split, waiting for a person to grow from black hair to gray hair.
The sky of Jinjiang River and the king are inseparable. The farewell is never about people, but about time. And love is the only dye that never fades.
