Fifteen years of humble, unrequited love earned her nothing but a cold marriage contract. On the day Su Wan married Fu Sinian, the whole city knew she was merely a puppet bride, there to help him appease his family while he waited for his true love.
The wedding was lavish, but she alone tasted humiliation. Married life was like walking on thin ice. She gave him all her tenderness, only to hear him say coldly, “Don’t dream of feelings you have no right to.”
When her father was critically ill, she knelt in the rain and begged him to save his life. Instead, he turned and left with his true love in his arms. In that moment, Su Wan’s heart turned to ash. She signed the divorce papers and vanished without a trace.
Only after she was gone did Fu Sinian read her long-hidden diary and finally see the love he had trampled on for fifteen years, along with the shocking secret concealed beneath her tenderness. The person he had lost was the one who loved him most in the world.
And so began a blazing “wife-chasing crematorium,” burning away the past. He abandoned everything and searched for her like a madman, only to receive a distant greeting when they met again: “Sir, would you like to buy some flowers?”
From Nancheng to Jiangnan, from exploitation to atonement, from the fading warmth of embers to a lifetime of tenderness. This is a torturous tale of devotion and betrayal, hurt and redemption. When every lie is exposed and the truth comes to light, can the fire that scorched their hearts cool enough to leave them even a little tenderness for the rest of their lives?
“I loved you for fifteen years until I turned to ash, and at last I’ll spend the rest of my life waiting for your tenderness.”
The storyline is logical and the words are smooth and touching. There is a desire to continue listening.