"Who do you think you are? You walked into my world casually and then disappeared without a trace. When I really fell in love with you, I left in a cool way. I tell you, I will love you for the rest of my life." A young and beautiful woman held a goblet filled with blood-red wine and stood on the top of the house roaring.
She was babbling and singing, with a smile as bright as a flower. The early summer night wind blew up her linen-colored floor-length skirt and her flowing long hair, giving her a sad but seductive feeling.