Life was not designed by her, but she was forced to accept it. She accepted not only the trajectory of life, but also stories that she did not want but still existed and developed. Her heart was transformed into a cocoon through experience. Emotions, gender, and wisdom in life were all gone, but they still lived in her heart and mind. Men and women were young and old, and they were just different appearances. Masculine and feminine are alternately intimate, and she is caught in the middle, a trajectory she cannot escape.
She is not a playboy, but she cannot choose the love given by both men and women at the same time. She lives in a closed space, in a world that she wants to break through but cannot. Bizarre stories and experiences have given her a bizarre life, and her life trajectory seems so sigh-worthy, sad and human.