Some say war is a thorny thicket one must pass through on the road to freedom. In those days, Shanghai was an isolated island battered by the storms of a chaotic age, a place where forces from every side held sway. She or he, truth or illusion, love and hate, duty and passion: in the end, all that came of it was a war wreathed in flames.
For a long time, the people and events of that great era felt like a book I hardly dared open. Its vast history and culture were brilliant, yet weighty. Now I have taken up my pen to tell a story that has been in my heart, simply to give life to my own imaginings.
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