Xia Dynasty

She once thought that happiness had to wait. Waiting for someone who understands her, waiting for a plain love, waiting for a home of her own. After waiting for half a life, I waited until my hands were empty. Then she didn't wait any longer. She started her own career, raised her children bit by bit, and picked herself up bit by bit from the ruins. When she finally no longer needs anyone to save her She saw herself. A woman who stands up from the mud can be a beam of light in her own right.