Everyone says Jiang Huai is cold and selfish, that she has never been sincere.
But no one knows that her path has been lined with thorns, that she is covered in scars, and that she stopped believing in sincerity and forever long ago.
Love can change in an instant, and people have always been fickle.
She has never let herself be trapped by romance, living instead on her own terms, wild and free.
Some chase after her, some refuse to let go, some give their blessing, some wait, and some become obsessed to the point of madness.
She pauses briefly in a moment of tenderness, but no one has ever defined her or held her captive.
The future of love remains uncertain, and the story is not over.
Love has no rules. Just enjoy it while it lasts.
