She has a wish to go to Tibet to see the stars.
She has one wish, that her mother recovers from her illness.
She has a dream to sing on stage.
She has one wish, that those who love her and those she loves can be happy.
. . . . . .
A lonely and introverted girl was diagnosed with terminal bone cancer.
In the last few months of her life, should she pursue the vague him, or give up and fulfill him as a complete person?
Holding a small piece of paper with ten wishes written in her hand, she lay in the arms of another man, with the pure starry sky in Tibet above her head, and gentle words entangled in her ears, as well as low sobs. . . . . .
She is not a complete girl, she is Laura, a singer, a short-lived dewdrop on the lotus on a summer morning.