After many years apart, Yan Jing and Fu Yan were no longer the young and carefree people they once were. One was passionate and outgoing, the other withdrawn and cold. Yet these two seemingly unrelated people had much in common. Through all their entanglements, they fell in love and redeemed each other's souls. Sadly, in the end, death parted them, and they could never meet again in this life.
Fu Yan roared in despair, "I mourn the one who cherished flowers, yet cannot see her. I should have been the one to die." But he would never again see that girl, smiling like a flower and yearning for freedom. How tragic, how laughable. Perhaps I am that tragedy, trapped in an ending I cannot change no matter how hard I try. He stood bent over before Yan Jing's grave. "I won't come to see you anymore. You are free. I alone will remain in this world, suffering the torment of longing for you." Then he rose and slowly walked away.
