The Lights in the Shared House Were Turned Off for Half a Lifetime

The lamp in that shared house in Yancheng's old community was once the only light in my downtrodden days. I am Lu Chen, a designer who came to Yancheng from a small town to make a living, and she is Wen Zhiyu, a wealthy daughter who has fallen into the clouds. We met at the lowest point in our lives and lived together under the same roof. Her coldness and aloofness, and my humble obsession, became an inextricable knot in the daily life of fireworks. I once thought that I could keep that light and keep her by trying my best, but in the end I lost to the gap of reality and the involuntary pull. I watched her fall into the arms of others, watched my childhood sweetheart Su Nian give everything to me but it led to tragedy, watched our child come and go, watched her stay on that rainy night forever. The lights in the shared house went out and the wind in Yancheng cooled down. I won my career and my reputation, but I lost everyone who loved me and the people I loved. The rest of my life is long, full of regrets. The light that has been on for me has been extinguished for half my life and has never been lit again.