An ancient painting holds Pei Ji captive. Offered up as a sacrifice to satisfy the villagers’ greed, he eventually merged with the blood moon.
A freak accident pulls me into the painting, where, amid possessiveness pushed to the extreme and icy hatred, I catch a glimpse of the past I once unwittingly helped turn into a tragedy.
After escaping, I try to start a new life with Lu Huai, a spellcaster, building an ordinary fortress with the promise of marriage.
But dreams cannot keep him locked away.
When the blood moon finally devours the last of his humanity, I am dragged back to that damp basement.
This time, Lu Huai swears to end the cycle that began with me.
On one side is the gentleness of “order,” trying to save me;
on the other is the madness of “chaos,” determined to imprison me.
And I, standing at the heart of love and sin, must choose: become the final link in the seal that binds him, or… descend with him into an eternal night?
Atonement? Or affectionate? Two men with completely different personalities have a fateful entanglement with the heroine. A cool and self-sufficient person will bow his head for love and become a harbor to protect her. Dark and paranoid people will trap her in her heart and become shackles that imprison her. Guilt and regret will grow into sharp thorns that pierce the bone marrow. How could warmth and admiration be as gentle as the warm sun? She will deal with it, facing her own conflicting emotions and her past and present lives from beginning to end. Her hesitation is precisely her confusion in the journey of life. Should we escape or face it, should we take the initiative or accept it passively? No matter what she chooses, she should be responsible for her own actions and her own life.