When I married into the Shen family, my sister's name was written on the wedding invitation.
My sister died of illness, and the Shen family had already hired her. Breaking off the engagement would hurt the family's reputation. My mother changed my name post to say only that the daughter of the Su family was marrying, the bride, Suning - so I took my sister's name and married the prince of Jingan, whom I had only met from a distance through a bamboo curtain.
He married "Suning". The moment he lifted the hijab, he was stunned and called me "A Ning".
I know that the person on the other side of the bamboo curtain that he is remembering and thinking about is not me.
I originally thought that I would live my whole life quietly with this borrowed name, a shadow that no one could see.
But in this huge Marquis Mansion, under the blazing fire, there is an old case from twenty years ago; in the Buddhist hall, there is an embroidered handkerchief that I have never seen before, but I recognize the pattern; and the "A Ning" he has called privately and paid tribute to for three years...
Some of the names written on the paper belong to others;
There are some people she recognizes in her heart, but it is always just herself.
This time, I want to stand here as myself.
Purpose: Even if you are in a misplaced position and difficult situation, never be the shadow of others - establish yourself with sobriety and responsibility, and seek upright justice for those who have been wronged and for yourself.