Nine bends lead to Beijing, ten miles of red makeup.
Three gifted marriages, five pairs of childhood sweethearts.
Shen Zhaoning is married.
She married the boy she saved in Luohua Lane seven years ago.
She recognized the scar on his wrist and her heart beat like a drum.
And the way he looked at her was as cold as the water of Shen Yuan Lake.
She didn't know that before he met her, someone had planted hatred in his heart.
She didn't know that this marriage was a conspiracy from the beginning.
She didn't know that the fate of everyone in Jiuqu Lane was rewritten that night——
Someone married someone they shouldn't have married.
Someone kills someone they shouldn't.
Someone told the truth that shouldn't have been told.
Someone died on the way to an appointment.
It took her a lifetime to piece together the whole truth.
And the person who owed her had taken the debt to the bottom of the lake.
She was left alone, holding a faded veil.
You can never forgive.
Because there is no one to forgive, no place to forgive, nothing to forgive.
Intention: Things are unpredictable and true love is hard to find. Some people and some things are destined from the beginning. All those who are indebted will always be indebted. All that is missed will never be seen again. With a grand and absurd tragedy, it writes about the darkness and helplessness of fate and human nature.