Stories always have to be tragic to move people. I'm Zuo Jingmo, twenty-six, and not exactly pretty. I plan and run events for a 4A advertising agency. I once had a man I loved dearly, and we used to bring each other warmth. But my past wouldn't let me be happy, so I left. Now I'm in City C, at the Feng Nie Club, trapped in the past. Feng Nie carries all my pain. Feng Nie means a phoenix reborn from the flames. I thought I could be reborn, but in the end, I returned to where I started.
I thought he would come looking for me. I thought my love could melt his cold heart. I thought I was irreplaceable. But it was all just my fantasy. Yan Guo had already told me the whole story: betrayal, manipulation, deceit. My once-strong heart crumbled when faced with the final truth. I still love him, holding on to the happiness of our beginnings and my truest beliefs. I can't hear or see anything else; my memories hold only warmth and happiness.
I'm Cheng Du, twenty-seven, and not exactly rich. I own a small processing factory. I had a woman I loved dearly, but I lost her through my own actions. I thought we were happy together, but I overlooked the hurt I caused. I know she's at Feng Nie, but I don't have the courage to go find her. Her past and my present are a barrier I can't cross.
The story ends in sadness. People who love each other always end up apart for one reason or another. Jingmo and Wu Xiao broke up because they saw things at the wrong time. Jingmo's one-sided love for Yan Guo came to nothing. And Cheng Du and I parted ways because we loved each other too much.