After returning from studying abroad, at a young age, she met the man who made people change their looks. With a startling glance from the horse, her life no longer belonged to her, but was held in his hands.
The small European-style building under the mottled shade of the trees, while listening to the sea and looking at the mountains, is her gorgeous cage. She has been waiting there for a hundred years, with red makeup and white hair, romantic and withered bones, but she has forgotten the original intention of waiting in the wasted years.
(This is actually a story about the rebirth of a tragic heroine. The tone is a little gloomy at the beginning because the author is currently very gloomy. It will gradually turn cloudy to sunny or sunny to overcast with light rain. It depends on the author's performance. If you don't like it, enter with caution - in fact, it doesn't matter if you enter, so just come in(￣￣))