Collecting and Restoration Office

Deep in the Willow Alley of Linchuan, there is a small shop without a light sign. The Gathering and Restoration House specializes in picking up the lost time in the world. The shopkeeper is Gu Yanchi, who has hands that can regenerate broken porcelain. The gold paint snakes along the cracks, and flowers bloom in the broken places. The world calls this craft gold repair, but he said that he just fills in the unfinished words for the object. That autumn, Lin Xiaoman pushed the door open and entered. She also had a pair of very steady hands, which could wrap up an entire spring mountain on millimeter silver wire. Until a betrayal made her run away amidst the applause of the crowd, and she could no longer hold a pen. She held an old silver lock with a broken buckle, as if holding her own broken life, and fled into this old alley. He took the lock and paused almost imperceptibly with his fingertips. "If the broken parts are repaired, they will look better than before." The broken couple's cup contains the unspoken farewell; the broken copper thimble has been sewn for sixty years; the stopped pocket watch contains the summer that a person refuses to wake up. Every old thing comes with wounds, and when it leaves, the wounds have become unique patterns. But the man who could mend all things hid the most broken part of himself for three whole years. She left a light for him on a thunderstorm night, and he steadied her little by little in the morning light and returned her hand. It turns out that Jin Zhen never hides the cracks. It is to acknowledge it, embrace it, and then use the most precious gold to rekindle the broken places solemnly. The sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed and fell at the entrance of the alley, and the wind chimes rang again and again under the eaves. He picked up the light she had left behind, and she finally dared to pick him up.