A woman experiences love and waiting, indulgence and passion, restlessness and regret.
There is always such a story in my heart, I suppress it, hoping that it will flow out at the right time, but after a long time, I am afraid that I have forgotten it. My personality is very slow, so I want to tell it carefully and slowly, and please listen slowly and slowly feel that this is actually just a woman's loneliness and indulgence.