In the middle of winter afternoon, Ding Xian was awakened by a nightmare.
In the dream, a child who looked very similar to him fell on the roadside, with a deafening roar in his ears.
He thought it was just a normal nightmare.
Until the accident in class, the teacher's broken heel, and the laughter of the classmates, everything was exactly the same as what he saw in the dream.
Only then did Ding Xian realize that the future he dreamed of was becoming reality bit by bit.
But as the dream continued to extend, he saw more things.
Buried truths, an inescapable past, and——
Your own death.
If the future is destined to be like this, can he still change it?
Intention: Eleven minutes round trip
