Born in troubled times, how can we talk about freedom?
Yaoer thought clearly.
If a lowly woman wants to survive in this world, she can only rely on a man.
Grandma often said how loving my grandpa and the others were.
Yao'er didn't believe it.
She won't fall in love with anyone.
She wants to leave this place that has trapped her for more than ten years, and may even trap her for a lifetime.
She wanted to leave this place where swords were hanging above her head and ribbons were flying and crumbling.
She wants to leave, she doesn't want her daughter to still follow the same path of three generations.
She needs help, to help her get rid of her humble status, to help her break the "gold medal for immunity from death", to help her climb high mountains and admire the flowing water.
She doesn't want to be a caged bird.
She doesn't need bright feathers.
What she wants is something she has never had.
Freedom.
