In the late autumn of 1934, Shanghai cheongsam maker Liu Tinglan went to Paris at the invitation of her fiancé He Jiajun.
What awaits her is not the promised cheongsam shop, but a heartless letter, a complete deception.
He was penniless, unable to speak the language, and had no relatives.
She put down her figure and spent her days doing laundry in Chinatown. Her fingertips were frayed but her pride remained intact.
In a cold rain, she met the French aristocrat Louis de Montclair.
He is handsome, noble, gentle and decent, but he hides unknown paranoia and trauma.
Abandoned by his mother at the age of four, the word "separation" was a nightmare engraved in his bones.
He gave her fine clothes and food, the best silks and embroidery frames, and also gave her a manor cage that she could not leave.
"If you leave, I will burn all your cheongsams."
In the name of love, he locked her tightly beside him.
She hated his imprisonment, but she also saw the fragility and sincerity beneath his madness.
From canary to needle holder, from prisoner to returnee.
A cheongsam with orchids wrapped around it, and a kite string holding each other.
When the cage door opened, she did not fly away.
Because the best love is never forceful possession——
But I give you freedom, and you voluntarily stay for me.
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