Hua Mu Yun is a former soldier who has saw too much during the war and now he lives as a gangster. He kills without regret, only wearing a pair of gloves: if his hands don't touch the gun, he isn't him who pulls the trigger.

But one day he doesn't kill Leng Ruo Fei, an opera singer he found in a oppio's house. Ruo Fei is young and beautiful and lonely. Everyone around him sees only the singer or a body to love, nobody sees the man. And now he meets this man, Mu Yun, lonely as him, hanted as him by dark secret.

Rou Fei wants this man. He wants to be only a man who loves another man. He wants to be real and to dream that,this time, the end will not be the same, like a theather's script. But life his tragedy and the happily ever after doesn't apply to the real life.

I don't like opera. I don't like Madama Butterfly, Tosca, La Bohemme, Carmen... and why I don't like them? cause they are cruel, they are sad, they are heartbreaking... they are beautiful. Like this novel by Olivia Lorenz. But I warn you: two wonderful characters, a spellbinding writing and a lot of cry.