On a rainy night, a car accident shattered the fate of two strangers into the same mess. They unanimously chose to cover up, stitched the scene together with lies, and became tacit accomplices under the moonlight.
What I thought was an unexpected episode of fate turned out to be the beginning of another hunt. When the tracing tip points to the sanctimonious philanthropist, the shadow of serial crimes gradually emerges. In the approaching crisis, they warmed each other and tested each other. Love and suspicion coexisted with every breath, weaving an inescapable web.
It wasn't until the deeper sins broke out that they realized that the car lights on that rainy night never illuminated an accident, but the entrance to the abyss. This time, will the soil in your hands bury the truth again, or bury each other?
Intention: In the name of love, we fall into the dark night together, and in the witness of farewell, we watch for the light.