Love Lingers Where Passion Runs Deep

Love is always like fireworks, dazzling but fleeting.

“I love you, Duan Youwen.”

“I never loved you. You always knew that, didn't you?”

Tong Yan's love was like a moth flying into a flame. She burned herself to ashes, then vanished on the wind.

But the man was left with a heart turned to ash, still wanting to hold on to the woman he loved most.