It was snowing heavily outside, so I wrapped my thin clothes tightly.
Sitting on the cold ground, listening to the pitiful wails of many people. I just fell into despair.
Someone once asked me what is the life I long for.
Sixteen years ago and now, the answer has changed little. Nine to five, happiness. This is the simplest wish, but it is difficult to realize it.
I stood up and touched the iron wall that bound me. I knew that all I had left was to wait.
The only thing that can talk to me now is the air, and I can't reach out to touch my hot body. I collapsed to the ground, unable to struggle.
How could I not know that the moment the iron door closed, this was the best ending arranged by God for me.
Philosophy: The heroine commits herself to the boss for the sake of family love
