On her first day at work, Su Xiaoxiao discovered that something was not right with her insurance company.
Master Lin Shen, on the surface, is an ascetic handsome man who blushes when seeing clients, but secretly he can talk Bixian into renewing his insurance and make zombies obediently buy dental insurance. As for her unlucky apprentice, she not only had to learn to sell "wet body insurance" to water ghosts, but also had to deal with the master's "palm reading" from time to time - he always liked to pat her palms red under the guise of "fortune telling".
Until she discovered that the black lines spreading on Lin Shen's arms were actually "vindictive toxins" left behind by an unjust case in the factory fifty years ago. He only has three months to live, unless the real murderer is found and the soul of the dead is put to rest.
"Plant a poison for me." On the operating table, Su Xiaoxiao held Lin Shen's hand tightly, "We must live and die together. We must live together."
The poison was successful, and he was alive. The price was that he forgot her - the Forgetfulness Gu took effect, and all traces of "Su Xiaoxiao" in his life were wiped clean.
Three months later, his engagement party was packed with guests. Su Xiaoxiao rushed into the venue barefoot, golden bells on her ankles ringing: "Lin Shen, do you really want to marry her?"
At that moment, he suddenly remembered everything - the prayer dance she performed under the moonlight, the tears she shed when she kissed him, and the night she said: "Master, let's die together."
"Sorry," he broke the engagement in public and knelt down on one knee in the rain, "Su Xiaoxiao, marry me now, immediately, immediately."
But they all forgot - the life-substitution Gu was still in effect. And the truth about that bloody old case was slowly peeling off the second layer of the mask as a certain silver-haired man awakened...
Intention: Love can make people die bravely, and it can also make people work hard to survive; love can create the deepest misunderstanding, and can also achieve the final reconciliation. As long as the bell rings, love is still there; as long as the heart thinks, there will be an echo.