At an auction on a rainy night, antique restorer Yu Wantang watched Fu Yanci buy the jade earrings left by his mother at a sky-high price, but casually gave them to his female companion. In the cold light reflected by the gilt cufflinks, she caught a glimpse of the truth about the accident in which she fell off a horse when she was sixteen - this upstart in the business world was actually her childhood sweetheart who had carved a longevity lock with her own hands.
When the broken hosta and blood-stained piano keys revealed Yu's century-old curse, Yu Wantang was forced to face the sapphire birthmark deep in his spine: This "parasitic birthmark" is actually the carrier of the space-time contract, and every repaired antique crack feeds the countdown to the birth of the mechanical Buddha. The bronze key in Fu Yanci's heart, the quantum projection on the auction dome, the cloned embryo boiling at the bottom of the Huangpu River... All mysteries point to the tampered wedding in the early Republic of China. Generations of Yu women became contracted hosts, and pain turned into energy to maintain the stability of time and space.
In the wormhole intertwined between the metaverse auction and the steam train, Yu Wantang discovered Fu Yanci's crazy obsession that spanned hundreds of years - he tore the wound on his eyebrow as a time and space anchor, and carved the death disaster into his own ribs, just to tamper with her fate. When the umbilical cord of the mechanical Buddha Mother pierced the quantum bodies of all hosts, the blood-stained gold-plated Cui Bu Yao finally chanted the truth: the closed loop of the contract requires not only bones and blood, but also the fragments of love that have been obliterated by the system.
In the cyber ancestral hall where neon and sapphire shine, two strands of quantum souls rewrite "The Song of Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes" on the blockchain, carving a new symbiotic code in the folds of time and space. As the morning light faded, a bronze wedding ring with body temperature came from the hidden compartment of the pawn shop, and the Morse code of the inverted contract dripped with the sound of rain: "This time, I will pawn my blood and bones to redeem your freedom."
Intention: Reinterpret the proposition "love is the highest level of rebellion" in quantum entanglement