Everyone knows that the second child of the Yu family is lively and cheerful, loves to talk and laugh, and has a happy family. He has successfully been admitted to a good university and has been somewhat smart since he was a child. But Yu Mu himself knows that the sour, warm and obscure years of her growth are all buried in the depths of her memory. Her youth was neither bloody nor hot-blooded. Not every jar of daughter's red is soft and spicy, but it must have a long aftertaste.
Intention: a memory