I was forced to become the perfect stand-in for the deceased legendary agent "Nightingale" and get close to her powerful and suspected traitorous fiancé Shen Que. This performance is full of dangers, and every temptation he makes is on the edge of exposure and indulgence. Until he trapped me in the shadows, and his hot breath broke through the disguise: "Stop acting, she knows I hate the fragrance of roses." - It turned out that he had already seen through it. What he wanted was not a substitute to remember Bai Yueguang, but to drag me into the abyss and become his fatal accomplice in uncovering the "shadow" within. In this intertwined espionage mystery between true and false, the only thing I can believe is the self that gradually becomes clear in the enemy's pupils and no longer belongs to anyone.
