“Everything in a dream is a silent rebellion against reality.”
Nan Zhi had a very, very long dream. She dreamed of friends from the past, the boy she had fallen for in her youth, and the boy she would love for her whole life. But when she woke, the fairy tale was over. I personally love the beauty of tragic endings. This is my first time writing a “sweet little story,” so I'm a bit nervous. Please don't scold me if it's not good; I'm very sensitive~ :(
