Ignite the Ashes

Six years of unrequited devotion to Zhou Hanzhi—six years of being invisible. When fate brings us together again, she smiles sweetly and declares, "The unloved one is always the third party." He takes her hand without hesitation. That's when the truth shatters me: my sincerity was nothing but a cruel joke. Only when I finally let go, when another's wedding ring graces my finger, does he appear with desperate, red-rimmed eyes: "Don't leave me. Please." But my love has already burned to ash. Now, at last, his fire ignites—too late.