Don't Think About It, Go to the Dream

Wen Tang thought Tang Yu was her salvation until she saw him holding his girlfriend's hand, with the same keychain he had given her dangling on his fingertips. She didn't cry that day, she just deleted the photo of the two of them, and replaced all her expectations of "company" with a late-night desk lamp and endless manuscripts. She blended the embarrassment at the trough and the sobriety after separation into her words, from a new author who no one paid attention to, to a well-known novelist whose works dominated the best-seller list. Later, there was a long queue at her book signing, and someone mentioned the young man who accompanied her through the gloom. She smiled and pointed to the new book on the table: "He was the scenery passing by, and I carved a path of my own in the words."