Wontons Are Not Dumplings

A story about watching the border of happiness. Winter is coming, and snowflakes and warmth fall in my heart together. Shen Yue traveled into a different world called Wontons, Not Dumplings, as a terminally ill person. To the limit of love: Can I be the container of your pain, your last territory? Winter is coming, and snowflakes and warmth are falling on the palms of your hands. Winter is about to pass, and both snowflakes and warmth will end with the collapse of the world. Shen Yue met Zhou Dongyue when she was most seriously ill. It was he who told her to build a different world with his body to accommodate her illness. Can the body also become a world? On the first day after penetrating into his body, Shen Yue couldn't adapt. As the container itself, the world's first reminder is: Shen Yue, never look back. He was willing to use his body as a container to bear Shen Yue's pain. Shen Yue was confused. She was not even aware of the illness. She only knew that everyone said she was sick, including Zhou Dongyue, her lover. (Lightning protection: sadness, stream of consciousness, fast pace, etc. Unknown overlapping shields) Concept: Boundary