One rich man doesn't let Ruby out in a jewelry box. That went on for two years. He wanted it so badly, he was terribly upset about what this gap was. Whenever the sandalwood jewelry box was opened that I shouldn't, I spun the words, reflected the light indiscriminately and appealed desperately. Its owner was humiliated to drop Ruby on the floor and kick and roll. Gems. What is this sad treatment even though it is in the category of treasure stones? She also asked questions. Then she said, "I hate beautiful things." Then what did you buy it for? Even when I heard that, the blonde long-haired woman looked mean and raised her mouth angle and replied, "Come on." I felt like Hell throwing words of contempt at me every day, cracking into two pieces, tearing up my desire to be shattered and liberated.