Five years ago, detective Lu Wangan disappeared, and news came back that he was buried at the bottom of the sea.
Duan Xingyang kept the alarm for five years until he bumped into a man spinning a butterfly knife at the entrance of the "Lan" club owned by Huanyu.
His face was exactly the same as Lu Wangan's, right down to the curve of his little finger. But that man's name was Ye Xiao, and he was Huanyu's second-in-command who had a stake in his life. When he looked at him, he only saw the hunter's interest in his prey.
Duan Xingyang knew that approaching him was a cliff, so he plunged in anyway.
Does he want to catch a vicious gangster, or retrieve his lover who died five years ago?
Can the scorching sun lost in the dark night heat up a piece of ice that has forgotten its temperature?
Purpose: Love and faith are never black and white. When loved ones are covered with sinful shells, when justice and personal love meet on a narrow road, true perseverance is not to stand in the light and wait for the other person to turn back, but to dare to jump into the abyss and drag the lost person back to the world. The habits engraved in the bones and blood and the concerns hidden in the subconscious will eventually tear away the disguise of identity, allowing those who have forgotten their way home to find their way home.