I once died tragically on the street due to a contracted marriage. I woke up and returned to the day I signed the contract. This time, I held the memory of the future and transformed into a contracted lover. While exposing the sinister plot of my best friend group, I also staged a high-risk affair with the business boss who laid out the big plans, until I found the yellowed childhood photo in his study. It turned out that this trap that had been planned for twenty years had been set in motion when I fell into his rose garden at the age of five.
