My Cool, Beautiful Landlady

One was scarred by the years, the other dazzled the ages. Whether love's pain or the confusion of passion, even if I have to wager this wretched life, I will seek out the traces that belong to us, the traces of love. I don't use an iPhone, I use my little Nuonuo. I don't drive a BMW, I drive a beat-up foreign car. I don't live in a mansion or a villa; I stay under someone else's roof, then work as a housekeeper or something. That's my one-of-a-kind spark. Ah, the main thing is, I just don't have the means.