Xingyuan, a lively northern girl, grew up stumbled from a silly little girl with almost zero emotional intelligence, met all kinds of men, classmates, online dating, blind dates, and many tricks, but she still managed to become one of the large group of leftover women in the current fashionable technical term. Different opportunities for her best friends are interspersed in it, and the final outcome seems to have been foreseeable at the beginning. What we can foresee is not the future, but the mood in the future. Now she can say that she is an old monk who has entered samadhi.