Chen Nuo and Nan Yan

On an autumn night, the October wind teases the first yellow leaves on the branches. Beside the moat, the slightly desolate camphor trees seem to sigh over someone else's sorrowful parting. Chen Yinuo knows that what she can never return to is the red-braised pork knuckle that Qingjian, the young waiter at the secluded back entrance of the Unknown Restaurant in Chengqian Village, secretly slipped her. It is the little courtyard on Yunding Mountain all those years ago, and the candlelit study of music and rhyme, separated from Nangong Yan by a single curtain. It is the moment she found peace as the Li Yuan sword pierced her heart beside Lake Yu on Fuyuan Mountain. The autumn rain is cool. In her dreams, does Chengqian ever bloom with falling petals? Has the young man at the Unknown Restaurant ever found the girl in his heart?