Walking upstairs in disorder, when she was outside the door, she suddenly stopped, there was a great impulse to escape, because such a sense of frustration was a helplessness that she had never experienced in her life.

The petite body leaned against the wall and looked out so far that it could see the flag flying over the army, but because of the night, it did not see its distinctive bright color.

Sometimes she often wondered if she would not have met him if she hadn't borrowed alcohol that night, and that such a fate could not exist at all, and now she needn't stay by the wall to lament...