In 1943, there was an undercurrent in Shanghai. Shen Zhiyi, chief of the Military Operations Section, was ordered to monitor Su Qingyan, editor of the "Shanghai Evening News". This seemingly gentle and innocent young woman could always reveal unreasonable acumen in the subtleties. Shen Zhiyi is accustomed to using guns and blood to carry out orders, but in carefully designed "accidental encounters" and tests, she discovered that under Su Qingyan's smile, there was a tenacity and resourcefulness that was comparable to hers.
Hidden words are exchanged in the aroma of the cafe, and information that is difficult to distinguish between true and false is conveyed when we pass each other on the street on a rainy night. They are chess players and each other's pawns, dancing dangerously on the tightrope of trust and suspicion. When Shen Zhiyi's finger that pulled the trigger brushed away the raindrops from Su Qingyan's hair, and when Su Qingyan's palm hiding the secret message remembered the temperature of her fingertips, the barriers between family and country and the deepest feelings in their hearts had already pushed them to both ends of the cliff.
This is a confrontation that begins with calculation, a love destined to be backlit. When the final mission comes, is the gun pointed at your lifelong faith or the moonlight in your heart? In troubled times, will the sparks of reason and emotion eventually illuminate the abyss, or burn everything?
