I originally hoped that this would be a quiet revolution, breaking the existing plot is like breaking through the various shackles imposed by fate, allowing everything to happen happily. Although what is there always exists, but precisely because of understanding, because of knowing, this small breakthrough also gives rise to a kind of hope. After a satisfying struggle, maybe nothing has changed. Maybe our need to get rid of the shackles of identity and truly be responsible for ourselves and others is still as urgent as before, but in the end, we gained a life and a life in this struggle.