Song Di once thought that it was the arrival of the end that turned them into playthings and lost their freedom.
But it wasn't until she peeled off the spicy onion skin layer by layer that she finally realized what a huge network it was. This invisible network tightly wrapped them up and quietly deprived them of their freedom.
[It is they who cover our ears, cover our eyes, and brainwash us over and over again to make us believe in their so-called correct laws of survival that women should follow. But shouldn't it be up to us as women to have the final say on what is right?
[Song Di, do you think we had the right to choose before the end?
Are their compatriots allowed to be bullied just because of their gender? Are their abilities to be ridiculed and denied just because of their gender? Is it just because of their gender that they will always be worried and afraid in the apocalypse, and will it be so difficult to walk?
No!
Song Di clenched her fists, her face full of anger and ferocity.
She had to resist! She decided to tear this net apart!
She wanted to turn this hell into a place of rebirth that would bring them hope!
Intention: Break the shackles and truly be yourself