On the day the wedding sedan was carried into Xie's house, there was no groom.
Two brides in red makeup bowed to each other - one was the bright and flamboyant eldest daughter of the Fang family, and the other was the cold and taciturn orphan girl of the Liu family.
They were once masters and servants who grew up together, and they were also old people with hidden feelings.
A house ransack caused the secret door of the house to become their refuge.
Between the candlelight and the night, the unsaid past resurfaces...
Now fate has tied them under the same roof again. One insists on staying at home as a widow, while the other plans to run away again.
"Liu Ningshuang, why don't you like me?"
"Fang Zhuoyu, we are no longer what we used to be."
This is a story about love and escape, bondage and freedom.
In the gap between ethics and secularity, they use red makeup as a shield and undercurrent as a blade to find each other's light in a broken marriage and turbulent destiny.
Intention: Break through the shackles