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Summer 1937, Beijing. Artillery shells shattered the stained-glass windows of the French Concession. Yang Ye received a smoke-scented ring and a letter at home.

The hurried handwriting was blurred by blood: "Zhaozhao, live well, for both of us." She clutched the letter and collapsed by the sofa, the tea stain on her clothes resembling dried blood. On the mountain, the Guanghua Temple bell chimed three times.

Summer 2016, Hangzhou. "Hiring shop assistant, no experience required." When Assistant Xiao Xiao hurriedly woke her, Yang Ye realized she had fallen asleep on the sofa again.

The newly arrived university student nervously clutched his backpack straps. "Hello, my surname is Zhou." Her hand suddenly trembled, spilling tea onto the table, spreading a blot. The blurry resume on the table was just like that blood-stained letter from 1937.

"If you resemble him by three points, I can make up the remaining seven."

Several old wooden tables in the storeroom were being prepared for sale. Zhou Yiheng pulled open one of the drawers and found a tin ring wrapped layer upon layer inside.

"Boss, what is this?" Yang Ye put down the vase she was about to take out and saw the ring he had found. "My old wedding ring," she said. The tin had already corroded, and sunlight shone through the rust hole in the center of the ring. "I've been looking for it for so long, so it was here all along."

"Wenn ich dich sehe, vergesse ich alle Zeit." (When I see you, I forget all time.)

P.S. All content regarding antique appraisal in this book is purely fictitious, based on Baidu searches and made-up details. Content tags: Urban, Fated Love, Republican Era, First Love, Redemption, Other: BE.