Hidden in the depths of Qinghuai Alley is an unknown old objects studio. The owner, Wen Xubai, has a special skill: he does not repair the cracks in the objects, but only salvages the obsessions and regrets buried in the old objects. In the past five years, she has gone through all the joys and sorrows of the world and inherited the incomplete memories of countless others. Only her own life has been shrouded in a huge void.
A long-lived silver lock that was charred and deformed, and Lu Xun, a trace investigator who had been tracking the traces for ten years, suddenly shattered the tranquility on the surface of the old city. The fire that swept through Qinghuai Lane ten years ago was not an accident. Behind the deaths of the entire Wen family was the tacit concealment and silence of the entire old street. The truth about the locked escape door, the identity that was deliberately erased, and the lies that everyone jointly spun, gradually surfaced one after another with the old objects.
In the past, gentle neighbors were all insiders, and close friends also kept secrets. When a restorer who heals others is forced to face his own past that is full of scars, when a pursuit spanning ten years leads to a reunion, hatred, guilt, cowardice and goodwill are intertwined.
The fire burned away the home, but it could not dissipate the embers in my heart. This journey of retrieving memories and dismantling lies is ultimately not about pursuing blame, but about reconciling with the past and embracing the regrets of the world tenderly.
Intention: Everyone in this world has a past that they can't let go of, farewells that are too late, and wrong choices that they have made. There is regret in storing old things, but one cannot rewrite the past. Learning to live with regret is a required course for everyone.