Out of Place

[Partial group portrait] Shanghai French Concession in the 11th year of the Republic of China. The first time Su Shiyi met Gu Yanchen was at a banquet at Lu Mansion. He was wearing a blue shirt that had been washed white, and standing among the shadows of the fragrant temples, he looked out of place like a glass of white water dropped into strong wine. Her father praised him as a gem in the field of history. He turned to look at her and sighed. Su Shiyi refused to accept it. She held his handle in the palm of her hand, forcing him to speak good words for her in front of her father, and brushed his ear with her bare hands: "Mr. Gu, which teacher in Shanghai is as good as you?" He grabbed her wrist and lowered his voice: "Miss Su, do you know what you are doing?" [Reading Tips] 1. The background of the Republic of China, a mixture of sweetness and abuse, HE. 2. In group portrait writing, each character has his or her own position and weakness. There are no pure good guys or bad guys. 3. The growth of the heroine, from a "bastard" who was rejected by her family to a pianist standing on the recital stage 4. Don't be on the wrong side of the male lead. 5. All the professional knowledge related to the restoration of ancient books and epigraphic textual research in the article has its source. Concept: In the era of the Republic of China when the old and the new were changing, some love had its ending written from the beginning. One is the legitimate daughter who was despised by her family, and the other is the disciple who has been wronged by her father - she approaches in the name of a bet, and he responds with revenge. When lies and sincerity are intertwined, when selfish desires and affection compete, can they find their own way of survival in the torrent of troubled times? This work explores the multiple meanings of "untimely" through the love-hate entanglement of four young people - meeting the person they want to protect for life at an untimely age, and making the most painful choice in an untimely situation. It describes all the sweetness and cruelty of love: one second is the girl's heart that is excited because of his saying "not bad", the next second is the doomed fall into the abyss after the bet is exposed in public; one second is the ambiguous and affectionate way he holds her hand and writes the word "late" one stroke at a time, and the next second is the bone-chilling coldness between the two of them silently facing each other across the family blood feud. But it's not just about love. It writes about how a daughter who has been neglected by her father for nineteen years rebuilds herself on the ruins; about how the "son of a guilty minister" who is burdened with infamy uses the purest truth to clear his father's wrongdoing; about a cynical playboy who hides a heart that is more transparent and gentle than anyone else; about a business tycoon who is accustomed to calculations, but will also be in chaos in the face of true love. Each character has flesh and blood, selfishness and hardships, moments of kindness and dark corners. They get lost, struggle, and grow in loving and being loved, and finally understand that true love is never the icing on the cake when the time is right, but the lonely courage that refuses to let go when the time is not right.