A thoughtful heart tightly surrounded by the breath of darkness, an elegant face that seems gentle and understanding, a heartless woman who runs counter to the path of mankind but walked in the bustling world a thousand years ago, accompanied by the presence of the dark god of death. Finally, I met him at the place where I suddenly looked back. Dongfang Shuo, a generation of wise sage, was entangled with enchanting red threads, love penetrated into taboos, and the heart of darkness slowly struggled and sank. When the prosperity faded, would she finally take off the silver mask for the feelings she once dismissed? The shadow of the sun, the dark side of the moon, who can truly accept it?