If everyone is an excerpt, leaving the most dazzling part in other people's lives, and if the beauty of makeup is wiped away from the world, will there still be emotional performances? If everyone is an excerpt of a play, gently releasing their own joys, sorrows and joys in the play, if the world loses its colorful masks, will there be people who will miss it and feel sorry for it? Use your life to act out an excerpt, but the people watching the show have already left... Who else will accompany me to watch this old show obsessively? Anyway, I mistakenly mistook green wax for ruby. Who else stops for me, who accompanies me, like a piece of clothing?