It takes a lifetime to heal a tragic childhood, but where can I find the lost memories? It seems like I have grown up overnight. All the memories of my childhood are like smoke. I can't grasp them and can't see through them. The good girl who has never been rebellious begins to resist.
The young man is unruly, drinking, smoking and fighting. Suddenly one day, the young man puts aside his unruly attitude and becomes cautious to pick the rose that belongs to him.
"Honey, he bullied me."
"Honey, kiss me."
"Honey, there was a big cut, huh."
"Wife, wife"
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Concept: adapted from real events