C A sudden disaster destroyed a century-old village in the mountains.
Zheng's mother and her two children violated her faith in God and remarried a man from the earthly world.
Zheng Niansi thought about her father who sacrificed her life for justice in the disaster and her innocent and romantic childhood, the purest happiness that had to be hidden in the secular world, but she still believed in mountain gods and followed customs.
Until Zheng Nian was involved in a serial murder case and met Lin Zhiqing, a policeman who was ascetic and as calm as a poisonous snake.
Lin Zhiqing dragged Zheng Nian into the torrent of events. Old customs and new ideas continued to collide. How to break through the old barriers?
In City B, on Children's Day, the murderer uploaded a photo of the murder scene on the Internet.
The horrific death, the bizarre scene, and the shuddering flowers displayed next to the corpse.
A stone stirs up people's hearts and panics.
The unstoppable murder case, the flowers that keep appearing at the scene...
Who is the murderer? What is his purpose?
When death haunts Zheng Nian like a ghost, the helplessness, grief, anger and gain of the victims' relatives are intertwined into a cruel drama.
The murderer's murder can no longer cover the connotation of justice. How should the survivors who are left behind and forgotten deal with themselves?
In terms of emotional orientation, Zheng Nian should be a simple girl. She yearns for the cliché concept of love, that is, one person for the rest of her life.
The bond between the two cannot be defined by a thin love.
Helpless, Lin Zhi was extremely clean-minded. He only believed in visible evidence and scorned Zheng Nian's vague feelings.
Until Lin Zhiqing could no longer watch Zheng Nian sink in the whirlpool, he wanted to illuminate Zheng Nian's life like a light.
Zheng Nian sneered: I thought there would be an unparalleled hero stepping on colorful auspicious clouds to rescue me, but who are you now?
Lin Zhiqing...
The power of growth must be able to break out of the ruins of the self.
Intention: In this absurd world, tearing it apart will only increase resentment; girls grow up; the shackles of power are untied