Some wounds are never meant to heal.
Wen Shunian had been married to Lu Cishen for three years, and she always felt that there was a door in her husband's heart that she could not open. He carries old injuries of unknown origin, and there is a bottle of unexplainable medicine locked deep in the drawer. He never mentioned anything that happened before he was sixteen.
An accident brought her back to her sixteenth year - a boyhood that was stigmatized, isolated, and pushed into the mud by the whole world. She approached him as a stranger and became the only light in his gloomy youth. She thought she was saving him.
But she brought back a result she never expected: when his life was completely rewritten, the dependence caused by the pain, the deep love born of loneliness, and all the memories between them disappeared along with the scars.
He became whole, became sunshine, became a person who no longer needed her.
And what she has to face is - still loving a man who no longer remembers her.
This is a story of restoration and cost.
Are you willing to use your love in exchange for him never being hurt?
