On the day Shen Zhiwei rushed back to Jinling from St. John's University, the Shen family mansion was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the characters "" were plastered everywhere.
Thinking that his father was seriously ill, he pushed the door open, but was locked into the bridal chamber.
Standing outside the door was Xie Yun—the companion he had taught himself, his shadow who had been with him for ten years, and now the youngest housekeeper of the Shen family.
"Young Master, I feel sorry for you to be my wife for three days."
Only then did Shen Zhiwei learn that the Shanghai Chamber of Commerce was going to blame his father for misappropriating military supplies. And Xie Yun planned for three years and laid out this game just to give him a chance of survival.
It lasted for three days and was a show.
The soup dumplings at Confucius Temple, the Buddha at Jiming Temple, and the hug on a rainy night. Shen Zhiwei looked at the man kneeling in the wedding room and said, "Xie Yun is despicable and I don't dare to think about it." She suddenly remembered that many years ago -
He gave half of the steamed bun to the skinny child, saying that reading can change his life.
It turns out that what changed was the lives of two people.
"You taught me that the two strokes of the human character must support each other to stand upright." Shen Zhiwei held his hand, "Now it's my turn to teach you - kneeling alone is not called a human, but a slave."
In the sixteenth year of the Republic of China, spring was deep in Jinling.
A marriage that started in prison ended up standing side by side for the rest of their lives.
Intention: Love makes people stand up from the dust, and also makes those who stand learn to bend down.