Ever since Mi Le was born, the moment she heard that girls grew up and got married, she secretly decided she would marry Mu Bei one day. From childhood onward, he was the perfect, dashing prince in her eyes. Only later did she realize that even if she was Cinderella, covered in dust, Mu Bei was not her prince.
Once, they had been willing to do anything for love. Even after they parted with smiles, battered and bruised, bowing as they left, the person who lived in their hearts remained as beautiful as the day they first met. Time passed, the past faded like smoke, and they finally realized that youth was the only thing worth remembering.
