On a wooden bench in the center park of a city in China, lies a disheveled homeless woman. Her age is indiscernible, dressed in ragged clothes, and utterly filthy. Her hair is long but entirely grizzled, tangled into clumps that resemble a mess of weeds. Her true appearance as a woman is no longer discernible from her exterior.
The woman's right hand is missing, leaving only a bare segment of arm where a hand should be. Beneath her body is a long stick-shaped object, wrapped in tattered clothes, unknown to anyone what's inside those clothes.
No one knows when this homeless woman appeared in the park. Unlike other vagrants, she neither begs nor affects anyone nearby. Her sole hobby is watching little girls playing in the park. Only when seeing these little girls does a glimmer of spirit shine in her eyes; for the rest of the time, she is either dazed or asleep on the bench.
