A famous actress's reputation is ruined overnight. Her close friend dies, and she refuses to attend the funeral?
Zhou Jingjing has the delicate face of a flower, but a heart of stone. She does whatever she pleases.
When she was little, people said she was fated to bring misfortune to her family and friends, a rare harbinger of doom.
When she grew up, people called her ungrateful and heartless, a venomous beauty, a temptress.
Only one person vaguely remembered those clear, pure eyes.
She shed her old defenses and disguises, full of sincerity and warmth.
With every word, that person told Zhou Jingjing, “Jingjing, you are a kind person.”
Kindness. What an extravagant word.
Just as Zhou Jingjing wanted to throw caution to the wind and run to that person, fate had other plans.
In the end, Zhou Jingjing was destined to be alone, an ill-starred loner with no one by her side.
