Love Goes with the Wind Thirty Thousand Miles

Had a dream. When you die, I seem to be dead too. But I can still feel that you still exist in this world, but I can never find you. Later you lived and so did I. You used WeChat to tell me that you were there and alive and well, but I could never get there. People in my world don't seem to be surprised by your resurrection and mine. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.