Small-town girl x camellia flower spirit; all-female cast;
At first: jaded, depressed slacker x sickly, picky little white flower
Later: loyal, tough, unhinged woman x calculating, gentle boss
The camellia is also known as the beheading flower.
That's because it doesn't fade away petal by petal. At the height of its bloom, the entire flower falls at once.
It refuses to stay on the branch and show even the slightest sign of decline. When it falls, the whole tree falls with it.
It is a love that must not be underestimated, a carefree resolve that never looks back, and the determination to lose forever whoever loses it.
Plum rains, oil-paper umbrellas, and a flagstone path stretching toward an old riverside mansion.
To tourists, this picturesque Jiangnan landscape looks like an ink painting. To Su Jian, it's a nightmare.
Her life is predictable: graduate, then become unemployed. She'll spend the rest of her days in this rainy season, tending the tea fields behind the mountain.
But amid Jiangnan's misty rain, fate played a joke on her.
On a night of Awakening of Insects, with spring thunder rolling overhead, a drop of her blood awakened the one thing that would change her life: the flower spirit Bai Ying.
That woman was like an ice sculpture tempered in the depths of winter, noble and aloof, with long, silken black hair. She was so beautiful she hardly seemed human.
Because she wasn't human.
She wound flower branches around Su Jian's arm and sealed her lips with petals, then pressed against her like a ghost, greedily stealing her warmth and breath.
Just like that, Su Jian became her food, or more precisely, the one who sustained her.
At first, all she needed was Su Jian's warmth and breath. Later, she wanted her spiritual energy and blood from her fingertips. Then she went too far, needing Su Jian's body to nourish her...
"Plants eat meat, and human flesh is the best of all."
"Didn't you know?"
She often complained that Su Jian was too frail to sustain her.
What gave Su Jian an even bigger headache was that this noble, elegant flower spirit was harder to serve than the thousand-year-old camellia trees on the mountain.
Her food had to be organic, her clothes made of silk or cashmere.
The midday sun had to be filtered through curtains, and even the neon lights at night had to be screened by drapes.
She refused to stay in a dry room for more than fifteen minutes, and insisted on keeping the windows open even on rainy days.
On full-moon nights, she had to lie on the flagstones and absorb the moonlight. If clouds obscured the moon on a rainy night, she'd cling to Su Jian all night...
Even more unexpectedly, Bai Ying's arrival brought Su Jian a string of good luck.
Her grandmother's health gradually improved, and the half-dead tea trees on the mountain came back to life.
The tea she casually roasted for herself filled the air with fragrance, bringing back customers in droves.
The cash-back coupons in her food delivery app were suddenly worth twice as much.
Even the traffic lights at the intersection turned green as she approached.
Everything went her way.
Looking at the little white flower twined around her wrist, she decided to try buying a lottery ticket.
But the numbers on the ticket led to a secret buried for a century...
Theme: All things have a spirit. Let's flourish together.
