When she thought everything was settled and happiness was within reach, a lie that was not a lie shattered the lake mirror, leaving only the boundless reflection of the sunset;
When she came to the forefront of life and didn't care about anything, she found that everyone cared about that drop of dim blood. And when she no longer believes in the whole world, what else can everything God left for her bring to her, is it pain? Is it love? Is it hate? Helpless? Still reluctant?