Xu Zhiwei has restored scorched letters, shattered jade pendants, and old clocks that had been stopped for years, but she never accepts keepsakes of unknown origin.
Until one rainy night, a damaged pocket watch from a murder scene is placed in her hands. The moment its cover snaps shut, she hears the victim's final words:
"Don't trust Zhou Jiming."
Yet Zhou Jiming is the detective in charge of the case, and the only one who believes she didn't tamper with the evidence.
Xu Zhiwei soon realizes that a "final message" isn't necessarily the truth. The dead can be mistaken, they can lie, and they can use half a sentence to protect a real secret. She can only reconstruct their echoes into verifiable clues from the material, scratches, traces of restoration, and evidence in the real world.
More dangerously, each time she listens, she loses one of her own memories.
When one keepsake after another points to her mother's disappearance twelve years ago, Xu Zhiwei finally understands: she has never been restoring just objects. Someone is using the voices left behind by the dead to rewrite the past for the living.
