He Who Cannot Be Touched

In the past, countless silent nights, I repeatedly dreamed of a vague and gentle boy. In the dream, he has clear eyebrows and a stable temperament. He is the ideal appearance that I secretly expected in my heart but have never met. I always thought that these were just false thoughts that came out of thin air when I was alone, and they were the illusory comfort that loneliness gave me. But fate unexpectedly reunited me, and I met the person in my dream in reality. It turns out that some lingering dreams are never just fantasy. It is a subconscious prediction, a guidance from somewhere, and a foreshadowing that God made my heart beat in advance and asked me to wait. Those recurring gentle dreams would eventually one day shine into my real life in their entirety. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.