They were all worked hard in the bloody storm, and the "little fox" secretly licked his wounds and wandered in the two areas. His yearning pushed him to the cliff, and he began to wonder whether his original choice was wrong. Until someone who is similar but different from him appears, should we confront each other, or should we be willing to surrender? What does the invisible heart really want? What will the two worlds of Area A and Area B look like in the end? Why are people divided into three, six or nine grades? What I want is always my dignity.
Purpose: Don't let others define yourself