In a back alley on a rainy night, she picked up a "little wild dog" with dark eyes.
She gave him a home, sent him to school, and hoped that he would live to be the "good person" she could never be.
But he dreamed of becoming her man.
So, she shattered his world with her own hands: "You are just a tool for me to prove that I am not too bad."
Many years later, the little wild dog returns with blood-stained wealth in its mouth and wants to drag her into the abyss together.
Where will this encounter that begins with redemption lead?
Intention: Love is not a pure salvation, it may also be the most exquisite shackles. When the desire for possession and the sense of redemption are entangled, the only outcome is to fall into the abyss together.