On the night of the wedding, I saw the deathly shadow on Mr. Gu's face at a glance——
It's exactly the same as the one wrapped around my mother's relics.
My sister-in-law escaped from marriage, and everyone in the capital knew that the third master of the Gu family, Gu Changye, could not live more than three months.
But no one knows that I am not forced to sit in this sedan chair, but of my own free will.
Before my mother died, she left me half a plum branch, with a shadow of death on it that only I could see.
And there was the same thing on Gu Changye's face.
On the wedding night, he handed over half a jade pendant: "When I die, take it to the pawn shop in the east of the city."
I didn't answer.
I looked at the shadow of death on his face that was so thick that it couldn't be removed, and asked softly:
"Master Gu, what did you see during the quarter of an hour when you died?"
He suddenly crushed the jade pendant and stared at me.
After a long while, he smiled, and the smile was as cold as if it had crawled out of the ground:
"Shen Nanzhi, I have been looking for someone who can see the shadow of death for twenty years."
But later I realized that what he was waiting for was not death.
It is the truth about a game, a borrowed life, buried under a plum tree twenty years ago.
Before she died, my mother said: "Don't believe in plum blossoms."
But the man who died for a quarter of an hour every night finally crawled out bloody from the dead plum forest,
Hold my hand and say:
"Shen Nanzhi, you don't have to believe in plum blossoms. Believe in me."
