Do we always know the person next to us who lives with us? Do we always know everything about a man, woman - co-worker, neighbor, our life partner, friend, companion, our one and only?

Maybe not always. Although we claim that we know each other, we know the body, we understand the soul, we anticipate every step of our partner, but sometimes the stage of life spent together turns out to be full of surprises, like a desert mirage.

Sometimes life seems to laugh at our certainty, convictions, knowledge... Because we can't say anything or almost nothing about another... And sometimes we can't tell anything more about ourselves.

Two strange men meet at a woman's fresh grave in a large city cemetery. It turns out that they came here to pay their respects to the one and only woman they love…