Three years ago, she died for love. Three years later, a marriage, a promise, love before others, joy every night, she just thought she was acting. She had thought that she could ignore him, but when his first love, Little San, came knocking on her door one after another, she found that she could no longer remain calm. When love was like a moth to a flame, she decided to turn her back on him, but she did not think that the man who betrayed him would once again stand before her. When the past that had been shelved was brought up again, gently and trapping, revenge and counter-revenge, in a maze, how could she clearly see the truth?