After six years together, all I got in the end was a breakup with no room for discussion.
The promise we once made to open a seaside B&B, along with that secondhand guitar, was buried beneath the endless nights in the urban village.
I sank into a shattered life, struggling through the alcohol and sleepless nights.
Later, I quit my job and headed for the coast. After weathering one setback after another as I built a business, I turned my old obsession into reality with my own hands.
Along the way, I met Wen Xuyao, covered in wounds, and briefly crossed paths with Tang Zhi and Xu Yanran.
Some people warmed each other through the cold; others parted with nothing but regret.
I thought that once I made it through all the muck, after Xiaoman, I would finally find the happy ending meant for me.
But a long-delayed object came crashing in and overturned everything I had believed all these years.
Perhaps some goodbyes were never what I thought they were.
