On that rainy night three years ago, she smashed the car window and snatched a stranger back from death. Broken glass scratched the back of her hand, and blood mixed with rain dripped down. She wrapped the scarf left by her grandma around his leg to stop the bleeding, then turned and walked into the rain without leaving a name.
Three years later, 22-year-old Shen Nian was kicked out of the house by her adoptive mother, leaving only thirty-eight and a half yuan with her. She had nothing but a pair of noses that could smell everything in the world, and a crescent-shaped scar on the back of her hand.
Destiny allowed her to show off her talent in a perfume shop, and also allowed her to reunite with the man she had saved - Lu Yanzhou, the president of Yanzhou Group, on the most embarrassing rainy night. He had been looking for the smell on that scarf for three years, but he didn't know that the owner of the smell was standing in front of him.
With a contract, she became his wife. And the adopted sister Shen Yao, who pretended to be her savior, pressed hard and framed her step by step, trying to crush her last foothold.
She doesn't use her nose to mix fragrance, she uses her skin to perceive the world; she doesn't rely on a man to stand up, she blooms flowers from the mud on her own.
When the truth came out and he chased her, she never said "I'll wait for you" - she only said "you try to catch up".
This is a story about smell, memory and belonging.
