In the wasteland, he's the greatest hoarder and the biggest loser in love.
With a wristband in hand, he can collect anything.
But more troublesome than stockpiling supplies are the eight women inside his wristband.
He Liu Yan never says she loves him. She only says, "I'll keep watch for you." The only thing in her wristband is a faded signpost.
Wu Zhanru says she hates him, but everything she does is a scheme to protect him. Her wristband holds a chess piece her mother kept safe across two eras.
Li Sisi loves with all her heart, and on the scales, he always weighs more than she does. Deep in her wristband lies the last remnant of her sister's consciousness.
Liu Liuyan stays silent for half the book. When she finally speaks, everyone breaks down.
Mao Xiangru salvaged her entire family's dignity from the ruins with her own hands.
Su Wan wraps her true feelings tightly in jokes and jealousy.
Huang Chuqin kneads dough and steams buns every day, guarding the most ordinary corner of his life.
After giving herself to him, Li Hongying returned to her mission.
Eight kinds of love, eight kinds of pain, eight women, one wristband.
He started out picking bones from a garbage dump and kept picking things up all the way to the edge of the universe.
And buried deepest in the wristband is a bag of wheat seeds meant for saline-alkali soil, the most precious thing he has in this life.
