Life cannot be man, and death cannot be the soul. The one who accompanied the living, Shang, accompanied the dead, walked the path of a slave, accompanied by a bereaved slave. Ten years ago, the bizarre death of the woman opposite me caused my adoptive father to mistreat me for a whole ten years. The cold wind blew, the door of the ghost was opened, evil had its consequences, and life and death were at a dilemma. A lonely soul in the middle of the night ... Why did he stay ... Why did he sigh? A story about repentance and redemption, here. What kind of secret was hidden within ... In the end, who was the real mastermind ...