The deep houses of the Republic of China were as gorgeous as tombs. Lin Xiangjin's lover, Meng Qingci, became her nominal "sister-in-law" with a scarlet wedding letter. This forced marriage is the coldest prison of their forbidden love.
Under the high walls of ethics, desires and fears grow crazily. In the veranda late at night, the friction between the men in clothes creates sparks; the fingertips pass the tea cup, and the hot touch is fleeting; looking at each other in the mirror, their eyes are full of desire that almost burns their reason... Every secret intersection tightens the invisible string in the suffocating air.
There always seems to be an unknown sight in the shadow of the cold carved porch. The strange bruise that suddenly appeared on the side of Meng Qingci's neck was like a bolt of lightning tearing apart disguise. Whose gaze is it? At what cost? Suspense wrapped around them like poison ivy every time they approached with their hearts racing. Love is the only fire and the burning flame. They dance together on the tip of the knife, and every touch is full of danger. In the shadow of the deep house, they walk towards the unknown abyss.
Concept: Friendship between girls lasts forever