Preface: An illusory world, a real dream, both illusory and real, which cannot be verified, but I have never been able to distinguish it clearly and indulged in it.
Warm dreams give me relatives, friends, and lovers, but the cold reality is only separation, loneliness, and pain. I am not an escape person, but I choose to stay close to warmth. Even if I fly into the fire, I am happy because for a moment, my cold body and mind are warmed. . . . . . .
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
