Every night, my dreams take turns playing out like a movie - horror, romance, fantasy, with different plots.
But when I woke up the next morning, there were not many fragments left in my memory.
Forget it, let's just dream and act, and write whatever happens.
Intention: She stands at the door of your life, not only the roof that protects you from the wind and rain, but also the door that is difficult for you to push open. Love and control exist at the same time.