The shadow of the camphor tree swayed again and again. In the wind that summer, there were two murder cases that no one knew about.
Xia Wanyi killed west Yi and lived like her; Chen Mo drowned Lin Li to death, guarding a stolen tenderness in his name.
They are each other's accomplices and each other's fakes. Embracing each other in a scam called "love", until the sirens cut through the red silk of the wedding, all the hypocrisy shattered into the cold truth.
Many years later, retired policeman Li Man opened the yellowed diary and brushed his fingertips over the girl's delicate handwriting. It turns out that there is some love, and from the beginning, it is destined to be a festering cause and effect.
The wind stopped, and camphor leaves fell all over the ground, like a dusk that refused to end and no one paid tribute.
Intention: Evil will not suppress good