Hostess: After get off work one afternoon, the hostess carried a packed lunch and walked slowly and tiredly towards an old-fashioned apartment building. Her eyes were blurred and she followed the inertia of her body as she walked upstairs, opened the door, put away her bag, changed her shoes, lifted the quilt, got into bed, and opened the lunch box at the table. A simple fast food and red peppers could not make the person holding the chopsticks see the slightest fluctuation in their eyes. Listening to the sound of the TV outside the window, a slow sobbing sound came, then sobbing, crying, and crying. Thinking that I have become like this after two or three years as a graduate,...
Male protagonist: The short, poor man in front of me is his wife in three years? Have you changed the core?
Concept: The perfect self is waiting for the perfect partner