A married couple leads a simple household life without the presence of a child. The wife continues to be haunted by social pressure and is trapped in hallucinations that blur the boundaries between reality and her own mind. As the sound of a baby's laughter turned into a cry, and the whisper of public discrimination became more and more stressful, he almost lost control. But the husband's grip became the anchor that brought him back to reality. On the table, flowers in the vase slowly bloom a symbol of love that grows calm, warm, and whole, even without a child's presence.