A short story that you can't stop reading once you read it. The author is so poisonous. Who would have known that the beginning of the story would be foreshadowing, and by the end it would be full of tears. The "dream-like" story would only remain in the mind as a "memory", and it would be impossible to accept real life. Someone said, "As long as you cry in the rain, no one will know your sadness."
