What do you want when your voice grows up?
Desire? Does it count if I want to have a home? The kind that has its own house! And you?
Me~ I want to earn a lot of money and then have a house of my own and buy myself a lot of beautiful clothes and dolls that I don't have now.
Later:
Manman, I~I don't have a home anymore~I don't have anything anymore. Why do you think he is so cruel...
~Manman, I am finally free. You are not me. You have to walk the road ahead carefully and don't become me...
Wang Manman looked at the mobile phone in his hand, and his eyes gradually turned red when he heard the crying and first aid sounds coming from inside. He choked with sobs and said, "Congratulations on your freedom..."
Gradually, people who were once familiar with her remembered her and said, "What a pity."
Concept: draw the ground as a prison, a cage of fate