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good to read once.
very good book
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love this book
Every chapter of this book so exciting
I absolutely love this book can't wait to see what happens next
Great Read
I love this story, but I hate have to give a review every chapter
I love this story! I can't wait for the next chapter!
The opening scene is brutal and perfect. Lin Sui is on moving day, in their new villa, and she finds remittance slips in the safe. Year after year, money going to Chen Qinghe. The domestic detail of this—tucked away in the BACK of the safe, not hidden but not displayed either—feels so real. It's not a dramatic secret, it's just... a habit. And then the truck appears. Brakes failing, swerving wildly, and they're thrown from the car. No slow motion, no dramatic music. Just: crash, darkness, wake up in 1988. But the worldbuilding is where this novel absolutely shines. The author doesn't info-dump. They just drop you into Cuizhu Township in September 1988 and let the details accumulate. The rice wine. The matchmakers knocking on doors. The betrothal gifts—stereo system, sewing machine, 21-inch color TV, a WOMEN'S MOTORCYCLE. These aren't random props. They're economic signifiers. In a rural county town, a color TV and a motorcycle were status symbols that told you everything about the Zhang family's position. And then Shanghai. The stock exchange. The surging crowd. The government's failed price reform triggering panic buying. Gold jewelry disappearing from shelves overnight. Department stores with endless lines. Goods changing hands multiple times in a single day with prices multiplying severalfold. This is such a specific historical moment—the 1988 price reform crisis—and the author handles it with the precision of someone who actually researched it. The most vivid scene for me though is probably Lin Sui's shopping trip. The duty-free shop where she grabs an Osmanthus-brand wristwatch. The salon where she gets her hair permed into "glamorous, loose waves." Buying Gu Shaonan clothes before they've even properly met. Two dress shirts, two pairs of slacks, a suit. She's preparing for a future she already lived, but this time she's armed with knowledge. The image of her stuffing everything into a bulging travel bag, having spent over 800 yuan (a fortune at the time), walking to the bus station to wait for the one person who would become her entire world—it's so tender and so calculated at the same time.