28-Year-old Chen Fang is already at the age of three. As one of the first batch of post-90s, at this age, in this age where post-95s are all "old aunties", she feels that she is not that old, but she feels that she is no longer young, and it is no longer the time for young people to follow the green grass. The age of old green grass has passed, and she misses the wanton freshness of the grass, as if just scattering some seeds can give you a forest. But I also regret the astringent smell after the green grass. Now she lives a normal married life, following the crowds on the track of life. Sometimes she imagines that she is stopped in the middle of the road, and the bustling crowds are all running in the same direction. She turns back to see how she got here, but besides this crowd of people rushing in, what else can she see. She had no time to hesitate and could only follow the direction of the crowd, even though she didn't know what they were going to do. Just when she thought she would live peacefully until she grew old, someone unexpectedly arranged a turning point for her, not giving her the chance to refuse to grow up...