"There is no sun in my world, only dark underground streets filled with moist air, and the backs of countless people who have left me." The smell of earth wafts in the air, and weeds sprout from the gaps in the stones.
A person can be very strong, so strong that only a glimmer of light can guide her out of the darkness.
A person can also be very fragile, so fragile that just one word can destroy her.
"Congratulations, Huang Xiaoxian'er, you have recovered."
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
"No... I'm very happy." She said with a smile, but there were tears in her eyes.
Mission: I hope everyone can find the light in their own lives and bravely pursue hope.