Gypsophila, a plant that is born to play a supporting role, has become the protagonist here, which is no different from me.
For a pretty boy, I don't want to. If I stay here, I will either be killed or wait for a man to die. I don't want to.
But what can I do in the end, what should I do, who knows? Who knows? Who will speak for me? No one, no one, no one...