Suzhou, rainy season. Ancient painting restorer Shen Zhimo received an anonymous fragment of silk, which contained his grandfather's handwriting before his death: "Seven layers of silk color, seven layers of human heart." - These seven words point to a Tang Dynasty masterpiece "Spring Silk Picture" that has been lost for thousands of years.
Meanwhile, Hong Kong. Pei Yansheng, an appraiser at the auction house, discovered an inkstone from the Song Dynasty. The inscription on the bottom of the inkstone suggested that the inscription and postscript of "Spring Silk Picture" were hidden in a certain cultural relic handled by three generations of the Pei family.
Two women, one repairs paintings and the other recognizes paintings. They were forced to join forces, but found each other standing on their own ruins - one had destroyed his grandfather's painting, and the other had washed away the family's filth. None of them are good people, but none of them are bad people.
The deeper the investigation, the deeper the secret becomes. What is hidden under the seven layers of silk color in "Spring Silk Picture" is not a painting, but a frame. The last words left by my grandfather were: "On the eighth floor, I'm waiting for you to write a name." - Two names, a painting, and a piece of truth wrapped in silk.
Concept: What is restored is never the painting, but the human heart.