He dreamed of his wife in white for seven years, and she dreamed of killing her husband for seven years. The twin souls did not know each other but were fatefully entangled. The mirrors and hairpins in the ancient temple recognize each other, love and hate confront each other, and the old monk clears up past grudges. On a full moon night, when we say forgiveness together, our souls can return to perfection, but if we make one mistake, our souls will be scattered. In the end, we will hate our bones and grow into lotuses. The two souls embrace each other and will never be separated.
