I think Su Lin has been in Yunshang City for more than 60 years. In addition to playing with Barbie dolls, she should also indulge in dreams from time to time, otherwise the painful days would be too difficult to suffer.

A hot fluid came from Su Mingan's back neck, and a drowsy feeling came.

He closed his eyes unconsciously, and his consciousness gradually became drowsy.

...Su Lin did have a beautiful dream for him.

This dream is complex and long, like another life.

In his dream, his family is happy, his father is not dead, and his mother is not crazy. The girl in the neighbor's house was not abused. A passing blond boy gave them balloons and told them that he had a brilliant and magnificent journey in his life.

After the long ginkgo tree road, he met a young man playing at the foot of the mountain. The young man's home was a classic wooden structure, with black and white chess pieces and tea sets placed between the pavilions and waterfronts. The flames could not invade the family at all. The tea water was filled with a layer of soft green light.

The three of them traveled together and traveled around the world... They met a fusso Lolita girl who was not suffering from depression, a young woman from the northern country who was not suffering from online violence due to her sexual orientation, and a blue-haired man with both parents and a happy family.

He played the piano freely in the bright piano room, went to the big classroom to listen to classes, played board games, and had picnic parties. No one condemned them, was jealous of them, or was morally kidnapped by them.

During the trip, he received calls from his family from time to time. His father asked him how he was doing today. He remembered to go to college after the summer vacation. His mother told him to remember to add clothes. She wrote a new piano score today...

Suddenly, he heard a strange sound of "Pibo", like the sound of a balloon breaking, like a stone falling into a magical flower water mirror.

——And then woke up from the dream.

Nothing happened.

In dreams, all assumptions are beautiful, but none of these happy assumptions can be realized.

They could have lived their lives in their own unique ways, rather than carrying their own visions in cruel games, killing each other, even crazy, missing, and death...

The gentle greetings on the phone disappeared, and everything suddenly became quiet like suffocation.

As if he was trapped in some kind of illusion, Su Mingan stared blankly at the morning when he had already seen the vague dawn at the entrance of the cave.

The morning dew hangs above the dead leaves, the red sun and the morning hug in the first soft light, sprinkling into his eyes.

I could only hear my heartbeat, one beat after another, which made his thoughts chaotic and almost forgot to think.

After a while, he realized that just now was just a dream.

[How could he have such a beautiful life.]
Chapter completed!