The slightly dark room had only one window. But it's okay, Chaoyang. Next to the window is the rose that has accompanied Su Wan for eleven years. It has thick branches, but only one red petal is about to wither.
Either it was neglected, or for Su Wanchao, the rose was always as red as it was eleven years ago. But she was not in the mood to care about this now. As an excellent psychiatrist, there would soon be a serious patient in urgent need of Su Wanchao's treatment.
Intention: I want to explore a question, what is "I"? I want to find an answer, how to obtain salvation.