First Life: Bloody Butterfly Specimen
In the attic in Shanghai in 2037, Xiao Jinse was stroking the yellowed marriage certificate. The severe pain of a congenital heart disease unexpectedly coincided with the date on the death list of the 1937 Bund bombing. When she fell among the old newspapers on the floor, the last thing she saw was a yellowed photo - herself dressed as a bride from the Republic of China, lying in front of Fu Xianhua's tombstone with a scalpel inserted into her chest. There was an unsent letter hidden in the jade earrings: "When the country is all right, please forget about me, the dust of the times."
▍Second Life: Polyphonic Heartbeat in the Smoke of Gunpowder
On the night when she was reborn as the Fu family's fiancée, Xiao Jinse put a nitroglycerin bottle against the gunshot wound on Fu Xianhua's left chest: "Mr. Fu's heartbeat frequency is at the same frequency as the countdown to the Hongkou Arsenal explosion." This "traitor" who appeared to be transporting medicines for the Japanese army had sulfonamide formula soaked in the dark lines of his shirt, but when she was dissecting the body of a Japanese spy, he grabbed a knife and held it to her neck: "Miss Xiao, it's best to forget how you died in my arms in your last life."
▍Final Game: Time and Space Suture
When Fu Xianhua personally detonated a freighter full of penicillin, Xiao Jinse finally understood the chess game that spanned a century. He had already made her heart surgery records into a code book, and the "evidence of collaboration" intercepted by the Japanese army was actually the formula for cultivating vaccine strains. On the verge of death, she held on to the pacemaker brought from modern times and rewrote the last code in the flames of the explosion: "On October 1, 1949, please kiss the wind of New China for me."
Purpose: Using the benevolence of doctors as needles and the sincerity of family and country as threads, we can sew up the time and space torn by gunpowder smoke - the bloody redemption in the reincarnation of two lives, and finally prove that love is like mountains and seas before dawn.