The years of this life are as ordinary and quiet as hers.
To grow up, she needs to accept the order of this society, so she graduates, works, falls in love, gets married, and has children, completing the process of a human life.
Since it is done, mediocre people like her usually choose to get married just because they are getting married, and live a makeshift life until the end of their lives.
However, the flowers bloomed at the same time, and two strange flowers bloomed unexpectedly in her life.
One flower, an oath of eternal love, charming and brilliant, but short-lived.
One flower, plain and ordinary, beautiful and dim, but with a hidden fragrance.
Strange flowers bloomed between her fingers and bloomed in her eyes. Through her peaceful eyes, hazy scenes appeared in the reflection.
Being dragged into getting married because of marriage, being tempted to have extramarital affairs? Single mother? Okay, this scene is too painful for the eyes, let the flowers cool in your fingers, she is just an ordinary working class, earning a mixed salary, occasionally feeling sad, struggling to live in this world.