The magnolia flower, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a flower, nothing special. But in the eyes of scholars, magnolia is the flower of nobility. Inside the four walls of the castle, the green and red-tiled buildings have nothing but struggle, live now and die tomorrow. She always wondered, out there, in the big wide world, if there was a place for her. She always thought that her whole life could only be lived under the supervision of others. She used to think that this life of hers could only be associated with high floors. But, his appearance is her liberation. Is this appearance a blessing or a disaster? Only God knows.
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