When she met Rose again, Molly no longer had the spirit of youth. She was just tapping the keyboard in her hand, busy running for her life. Jasmine has no fragrance anymore, and her only sense of security can only be supported by her bank card balance. She has long forgotten her true self. She doesn't know what she wants or what she can get. She just lives every day with "peace of mind", but her anxiety never stops because she dare not face the real herself, or she is afraid that those who love her will not be able to face the real her. As agreed upon, people were living their ordinary lives quietly and peacefully. Will the appearance of roses make any difference?
Intention: If you can be yourself in front of someone with peace of mind, this is love.