Deep in Locust Tree Lane is a little shop with a wooden sign that reads: “No fortune-telling, no driving away troubles, no exorbitant fees. We untangle the regrets people keep hidden in their hearts.”
The shop’s owner, Su Yu, is 23 and can see the lingering shadows formed by people’s deepest obsessions. An elderly man’s lifelong longing, a girl’s guilt over her deaf and mute sister, a middle-aged couple’s unspoken grievances of ten years, just by listening and offering a cup of hot tea, she helps them finally say what they’ve kept inside for half their lives.
Then, one late night, a black sedan pulls up at the end of the lane. The man inside is surrounded by an aura of guilt so heavy it could crush him. Engraved in tiny letters on the cracked face of his pocket watch are the words: “A Yuan, wait for your big brother to take you home.”
He is Lu Shiyan. Thirteen years ago, during an accident in Locust Tree Lane, he failed to hold on to his cousin’s hand. Thirteen years later, he walks into the Heart-Healing Parlor, and Su Yu sees a secret he has never told anyone. She has helped countless people move past their regrets, but she has never been able to heal herself: the girl who was labeled “strange” in her youth and kept at arm’s length by her own family. And the man weighed down by chains is the first person to see her talking to an empty teacup late at night.
A million people fear his power and covet his wealth, but only she understands his pain. She has healed everyone else; this time, it’s his turn to help her find peace.
