There are many contradictions in our world. There are social conflicts, family conflicts, gender conflicts, class conflicts...
Contradictions wrap us up so much that we can hardly breathe, but the butterfly laughs at my stupidity, because it clearly does not exist here.
It's obvious that some responsibilities cannot be shouldered by one person, so why do everyone still take care of themselves?
We often feel helpless and alone. What isolates us from each other?
Is it status? Fame? Wealth?
Faced with the established rules of society, can we choose "possibility" to take another path?
Purpose: Literature cannot just raise questions and express misery. Can it also provide some answers or methods?