An eighty-year-old girl who walked in the dark youth, worked hard to pursue purity, once encountered that bright love, but it passed away when she wanted to have it; five years later, she was just a stained magnolia in a dark corner, crying silently, "No, I'm sorry, please don't" If she continues to lie, it's not that she treats his love like dirt, or that she really dares to trample on his self-esteem. It's just that how can she enter his world with a shadow of darkness? When the dusty scab is peeled off, her fragile body can no longer bear the torn soul...
