A jade boat from the Warring States Period was auctioned in Hong Kong, and Lan Yu, who was born in a family of archaeologists, met a mysterious man.
The man's name was Zhou Ziheng. He had so much money that he had nowhere to spend it, but he only collected it without selling it, as if he was waiting for something to "come home."
Lan Yu thought it was just an ordinary bidding failure until he discovered that the jade ring on Zhou Ziheng's hand was exactly the same as the one in the photo of the missing scholar eighty years ago.
And the name on that photo is Qiu Ziheng.
How could a man who had been dead for more than eighty years raise a sign to grab something from him tonight?
Lanyu decided to rely on this person.
"Whatever you want to check, I'll help you." Lan Yu smiled brightly, "Three generations of archaeologists in the Lan family specialize in digging out things that others can't dig out."
Zhou Ziheng glanced at him.
That was the first time in a hundred years that someone said to him: I will help you.
Intention: Some people wait for a hundred years just to get something into the right hands.
Some things, buried for eighty years, will eventually be dug up again by those who are willing to believe.
All the "wanderings" in this world are because someone is waiting for you on the other side.