She is his sister-in-law in name only. She is not related by blood, but she is trapped by secular ethics and becomes a prisoner who watches from afar.
The sentence "Where did you get on the exam?" At first sight hides the throbbing that I dared not express in those ignorant years; the pair of crescent-shaped scars on my wrists are secretly carved secret codes that span life and death.
They were both too timid, retreating and retreating from the title of "aunt and nephew". They saw an empty space in each other's lives, but never dared to reach out to fill it. He never married, and she was alone, guarding the same old home. From black hair to gray hair, her longing turned into scars in her bones and blood.
It wasn't until death liberated them from the shackles of the world, and the moment their souls touched each other, that they dared to make the craziest promise - "With this scar, I will find you in the next life."
When he opened his eyes again, it was already the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
He became a humble servant in her house, and she was the daughter of a third-grade official. The identities were reversed and the memory was still there. When those familiar eyes bumped into each other in the crowd, and when she asked casually again "How is your studies?", The old marks on her wrists became hot at the same time——
In this life, there is no ethical knife, no worldly wall, only the fire of two lifetimes of obsession.
"Miss, the scar on your wrist..."
"Shh," she held his hand, and the moment her fingertips touched, tears fell into the wind in Chang'an, "This time, we won't hide."
A half-life delayed by ethics, a journey across reincarnation.
The crescent moon is a memory, and life and death are a contract. This time, the blank spaces of two lifetimes must be filled.
Concept: Love across time and space