The days of struggling are like charging on horseback as if a person is facing death, and the quiet and peaceful life hides the secrets of human nature... The fiery heart of me is pushed forward step by step by the shadow of childhood, the stubbornness of youth, and the confusion of middle age. I wrap myself up like nothing in the world. On the surface, I am calm and rational, but in fact I am protecting myself from harm, but desire will always break out of the shackles and hit me. After all, I am just an ordinary weak woman...
Concept: Human nature is complex, love, hate, and indifference