Shen Zhiyi, the daughter of the owner of the embroidery workshop, was drawn into the maelstrom of the most prominent family in Shanghai because of a face similar to that of the Fu family's fiancée Tang Li.
She married into the Fu family as a substitute, but found that under that similar face, there was a destiny of being exchanged.
Third Young Master Fu Chengyan had the deepest snow hidden in his eyes, but he pressed her against the pillar on a rainy night and chuckled: "You should call me Third Brother."
The twin jade pendants reunited at the bottom of the Seine, and the sound of gunshots broke through the morning prayers at Notre Dame Cathedral.
"You already knew I was lying." She saw the undercurrent in his eyes where he had lost his memory after surgery.
"I know." He kissed the scar on her wrist, "But the light in your eyes is real."
During the rainy season in the 23rd year of the Republic of China, two souls trapped in the mirror used the sound of gunshots as needles to sew the broken past into a new cocoon.
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