share time: 2026-03-08 06:09:50
Lin Shen spent a decade trapped in "loss"—his wife Su Xiao's death in a car accident was a thorn he dared not touch. On the tenth death anniversary night, he held Su Xiao's old scarf in a daze when a soft sound came from the pillow: the body he had personally placed in the urn was lying on the bed, with the same smile lines at the corner of her eyes as when she left ten years ago: "Shen, I forgot my gloves." Su Xiao has no memory of the past decade, her pulse is warm as ever, and she even remembers the convenience store number where they first met during rain. But there's no trace of her in the community surveillance, and the hospital's death record remains unaltered. While Lin Shen wraps her shivering shoulders with an old sweater, he secretly checks the car accident files from that year—turns out Su Xiao had an unfinished message before she died: "Shen, I seem to see..." When the "dead" person crawls back into his arms, is it the sweetness brewed by obsession, or a trap set by fate?
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