"No, don't leave me..."
"I beg you, no, I don't want you to die..."
"Why, why, why..."
The dream came back at midnight and I woke up in the middle of the night.
Tears lined up in two lines on my face, reflecting the bright moonlight outside in the dark night.
He stood up, sat on the bedside, and held a small jar in his hands.
I discovered that it was just a dream, a painful dream.
Why do I dream about him, the one who took away my beautiful youth, occupied my heart, and killed the people who loved me...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
