Ai Jia's life is as plain as water. It doesn't mean that the water is as thin and long as the shape of water, but that her life is like water, bland and tasteless.
There is no opportunity, only regret. My only regret in more than twenty years. Maybe, this is regret, but not necessarily. The sudden rebirth was probably a stroke of luck.
In this way, a new life starting from the second year of high school began.