Xue really would not have imagined what traces these two men would leave in her life in the future. She had always thought of herself as a footless bird, and no one could trap her. If she could fly to the end, she hoped it would be Spain, Madrid, a hut by the sea. The sparkling singer standing on the stage cried several times in front of her. Xuezhen said: "Why are you such a funny person always in tears?"
Intent: Those feelings in gray areas, the spiritual sustenance we have sought to combat isolation and loneliness, will all fall apart one day.