The Zhou sisters, who lost their father at a young age, depended on their mother for life. When my elder sister Xue Jing was fifteen and my younger sister Xue Qiang was ten, their mother disappeared and became a mystery. In order to allow my younger sister to continue her studies, my older sister met a man who wanted to support her as soon as she entered society.
Xu Yan and Xue Qiang were separated this year, but they met again nine years ago but found it difficult to recognize each other.
Xu Yan waited for the mandala in her heart to bloom again. The white mandala was a pure love flower that made her heart soft and holy, making her free from evil.
As early as three years ago, my sister died in a car accident and died in an explosion. She left a key behind, which opened the door to the cemetery. Could it be that my sister had foreseen the death that was about to happen, or was the accident man-made? The truth is complicated and confusing. She faces the mastermind behind the scenes and the childhood sweetheart who makes her palms shine. The two worlds of black and white are calling to her at the same time.
The little girl who loved to laugh before the age of ten later thought that laughter was a waste of expression. At the age of twenty, she made a smile mask with her own hands, until someone told her to let life continue, never stop, never get lost, and never give up.
Can she get her long-cherished wish, wrapped in hatred?
Did the two 'brother-in-laws' want to rob her? Or destroy her?
Brothers are fighting against each other, can this beauty disaster be avoided?
How does the mother who appears again face her daughter's misfortune? The origin of everything comes from her. Knowing the truth, will she make the same mistake as her daughter? Is she ignoring family ties, or is there another origin, another truth behind the truth. In this world - either we love the wrong person, or we are loved by the wrong person.