"You smell like snow falling on a tombstone, and I want to be the fire that starts a prairie fire." -
Cheng Yanqiu is a perfumer living in the agarwood realm.
At the age of twenty-nine, the silk shirt is always ironed and looks like new, and the thirty-nine agarwood beads on his wrist seal the memory of the disinfectant in his childhood laboratory.
The perfume she made would make Wall Street elites cry, but she couldn't create a scent that could cover up the sweet peach scent wafting from the high school across the street.
Lin Zhuo is a senior high school student who is on the dean's wanted list.
Eighteen years old, ear studs reflect the sunset on the rooftop. Hidden in the schoolbag are cigarette scars, a 28-point test paper for the monthly exam, and a half-stolen bottle of "Bitter Summer" perfume.
She had kissed the lips of seventeen people, but the moment she smelled the bitter taste of cedar mixed with medicine, she wanted to remember someone's body temperature for the first time.
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A long-planned "smell destruction":
Lin Zhuo stepped on the school bell and climbed through the window of the fragrance room. Ginkgo leaves were stuck to the canvas soles, and peach hard candy rolled out on the glass table.
Cheng Yanqiu's palm was hanging in the air, but the cigarette scar under the girl's collarbone burned his fingers - that scar and the burn marks from her tiger's mouth formed a complete circle.
A two-way out-of-control "smell sinking":
She taught her to identify the 37th level of Damascus rose, but she smelled the sweetness of carbonated soda on the girl's neck;
She repaired the broken porcelain pendant left behind by her mother, but hid the popping candy wrappers in the sandalwood cabinet;
She prepared a soothing fragrance for her to resist her violent father, but found a love poem written in eyeliner at the bottom of the fragrance bottle.
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When the childhood photos of Cheng Yanqiu locked in the fifth drawer were exposed,
When Lin Zhuo burned his college entrance examination application form, the name of the Perfume Academy was written all over it.
Late at night when the agarwood beads were broken and rolled down, the twenty-nine-year-old rigid person tore up the "Perfumer's Code", and the eighteen-year-old rebel handed over the last candy.
"If you want to burn away the past, I will be your eternal agarwood."
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Forbidden love song in modern cities｜Double redemption｜HE
Cold desire perfumer × crazy beauty | 11 years difference in years
Scent Game × Flirtation and Counterattack × High IQ Confrontation
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Concept: Two broken souls use fragrance to piece together the missing life pictures of each other (original family trauma)