[Down-on-his-luck young man] + [First love] + [Senior schoolmate] + [Woman in a sports car]. A tangled decade-long affair ends with his death and the destruction of his cultivation.
Four years ago, he came to Hangzhou full of ambition, shouting that he would make his mark and swearing to put down roots in the city. Four years later, he owns not so much as a tile to call his own. For the first time, he feels completely out of place here. The city that held four years of his youth seems so unfamiliar. A thousand homes shine with light, yet he is so utterly alone!
He raises his can and toasts the moon, the stars, Li Bai, and a chorus of croaking frogs beneath the vast night sky. He no longer thinks Li Bai wrote “I raise my cup to invite the moon; with my shadow, we make three” just to show off. At this moment, even if there were a donkey beside him, he could strike up a conversation with it and share a drink!
Duan Yifan raises another toast to the moon, the stars, Li Bai, and the frogs. The beer in his can is almost gone.
