In the late autumn of 1985, Lin Xi woke up from a high fever and found himself trapped in a strange body. A rough man named Chen Tiezhu bought her home, locked the door, and left her the key. When she took her first sip of porridge, there were two red dates floating on the surface of the bowl. The first time she was tucked into bed was when he walked in late at night and pressed his remaining fingers into the edge of the cotton cloth.
Three years later, she regained her memory and discovered the truth: the person who pushed the original owner down three years ago was his brother Chen Tiejun, and he knew it from beginning to end. Everything was planned by him - she was cornered and had nowhere to escape. She ran away with her three-year-old son Shitou, starting from embroidering handkerchiefs for 50 cents a square, and then opened "Shixi Embroidery Workshop" with three shops. And he sent his brother to the police station, left the old house and the car repair shop in place, and rode his bike to the town on the fifth day of every lunar month to see her from a distance.
Later, she had the ability to leave, but she didn't. The night she got stone fever, she ran across half the street with her child in her arms and knocked on his car repair shop. He rushed into the health center in the rain. After dawn, he squatted in front of her and said, "You're cold, go inside first." That was his first step to retreat. The silver ring engraved with "Shixi" was finally hung on Shi Shi's neck. The line is down, but someone knows how to reconnect it.
