The woman shivered, huddled in her chair and did not open her mouth. She looked dead to me before she recovered.

Shoulders are touched by soft, dry hands. Women's shoulders are tight at first, then relax slowly. "Oh, dear, I can't do anything, just want to hold you."

He sighed when he noticed that the other person's body was trying to relax. Why did she go out that morning? Where did she go? What did she go through? Why was she afraid and indifferent to everyone?

When the doorbell rings, he puts people down and habitually wants to kiss each other's forehead, but it falls into the air.

The familiar...