Waste my movie ticket. I really can't stand the story of an 80-year-old woman and a male colleague in her 20s. Fast forward to watch, the old lady is unrequited love and all kinds of self-imagination. The old lady can fall in love with the grandfather, life can be colorful, study art, do charity, participate in exercise, and find a relationship that can be accompanied by mutual affection and appreciation. The heroine goes to work colorfully every day. After meeting the handsome guy, her various imaginations are a bit too much for the 80-year-old heroine.
Women can always like pink, but different age groups need to do different self-improvements. Always wearing cute makeup is unbearable.
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