She had always just hoped that she could live an ordinary life, but why could they never fulfill her little wish? How can we find a glimmer of hope in an era of constant suspicion and conspiracy? Should we stay together in the world, or should we forget each other?
The pain of wanting to love but not daring to love, the fate of wanting to escape but not being able to escape. After all, where do the clouds go and where do the feelings go?