After experiencing ups and downs in the big city, experiencing disillusionment, repetition, and burning several times, Yue Yin chose to end it. What I thought was a resolution turned out to be another beginning. Holding the remaining warmth, facing a human heart that is more tortuous than the rubble palace walls, and a reality that is colder than steel and concrete, how should she escape, and how should she get her head out of the mire?