At the age of fourteen, she was desperate and was picked up by him. The first thing he said was: "I will have a family in the future."
But what he always gave was thoroughness and no favoritism.
At the age of sixteen, she finally waited for him to get close, but he turned around and walked away for four months because of an uncontrollable kiss. She endured herself until her hands were covered with scars, and then he discovered that the person he pushed away with his own hands was the only person in the world who regarded him as everything.
At the age of seventeen, he finally stopped restraining himself. But her life experience is a crack between the two.
Love is restraint and rush.
What she's afraid of is not that she won't find a home, but that once she finds him, she won't need him anymore.
Concept: The things I remember in my dreams all really happened.