Looking for My Boyfriend in the Trash [Zhuzhu Wenye]

[Copywriting to be revised] "I have a friend who adheres to the spirit of 'maybe one day the paper person I love will dress up and marry me'. She insists on washing her hair and bathing every day. Even if she doesn't go out, she will never be unkempt. She always maintains her most perfect self. She persisted for five years." "Then what? Will she never marry or will someone really come to marry her?" "No, none, she traveled through time." "Isn't that great?" "Who would have expected that the birthplace of my friend who has insisted on maintaining a perfect image every day for five years would be in a trash can, and there is Osamu Dazai who happens to be hiding in the trash can next to him." "Is this friend you are talking about yourself?" "... Yes." - (If) after dating/marriage "Where did you meet?" "In the trash." "...?" - (If) (And 80% of the time there is no such if) If you give birth to a child Zai: "I picked your mother up from the trash can!" Child: "...?" Concept: A dumpster love story