Ever since I turned 18, I have been haunted by an old dream of the Republic of China for a long time.
Later, whenever I dreamed, I would immediately write the dream into a novel and update it online.
In the dream, I was a soldier of the Republic of China who went to the epidemic area. I made a promise to a woman whose face I couldn't see clearly. When I came back, we would stay together for the rest of my life.
But the troubled times were ruthless, and I couldn't go back after all. Every dream ended on that cold corpse covered with white cloth.
In reality, I was frail and sickly, suffering from asthma all year round, and had nothing to do with the war or the military camp.
But the dream became clearer and clearer, and the woman's outline slowly emerged in the dream again and again.
Until one day, a private message from a reader instantly penetrated my heart——
"I was having the same dream, from that woman's perspective!"
