Jiujiu has just turned thirty today. She originally thought that even if she is a hundred years old, one-third of her life has passed, and everything is moving forward steadily. Only when she saw a piece of news did she bravely recall her life. She seemed to be looking for an entrance, an entrance that could bring her closer to herself eight years ago. The self eight years ago, the self ten years ago, the self twelve years ago, getting closer little by little...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
