Is it illusion or reality, is it just a dream, or is it parallel time and space? On one side are college students taking postgraduate entrance exams during World War II waiting for their test results, on the other side is an unfettered life of freedom and imagination. Which one is reality and which one is a dream? But if the real world is so painful, full of my mother's drama about urging her to get married, my sister who only rubs salt on the wound, my double-faced father, and my worthless self, then I would rather stay in a dream and never wake up from such a reality. In the dream, I have everything I want, including my favorite piano, wanton skiing, old friends I haven't seen for many years, and the power to control my own life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
