Bai Lin looked down at the endless starry sky and muttered sadly to himself:
What is reality... What is illusion...
Maybe everything is just a dream.
In dreams... All things come into being...
Waking up from a dream... All living beings are silent...
If everything is just a dream.
Then why do I... Exist? Does it really exist?
Bai Lin had no answer in his heart.
His whispered questions were listened to only by the silent and cold starry sky, like a dead thing.
Sadly... Even the eternal starry sky cannot answer Bai Lin's question.
Because of the meaning of existence.
It... Also has no answer!
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