Before her rebirth, she was a miserable canary, spending eighteen years in a gorgeous cage, longing for the beauty of the outside world.
Destiny always loves to play tricks on people. It has given her wealth, beauty, and wisdom, but it has never given her a healthy body or a little warm family affection... What flourishes must decline, and the delicate flowers will always wither and drift in the wind...
But, has she ever bloomed like a flower?
God, please save me! I hold my hands together in front of my chest and pray devoutly... If there is an afterlife, I don't ask for the overwhelming wealth, I just want to be like the blazing phoenix, reborn in Nirvana! Fly freely!