Every night I dream about the joys and sorrows of the coming day, and I try my best to break the situation, only to realize that my fate has long been trapped in the square inch pillow.
The pillow rehearses the ups and downs of the world, going against the will of heaven step by step, and finally falling into a closed loop woven by dreams.
Using dreams to see the future of life and death, in an attempt to reverse the situation, I realize that everything I see is a determined destination.
○Written by the age of twelve, written now, now twelve years old, already enlightened, not a primary school student's writing style
○This is not the first work. I am also writing something else. It will be released six years later. Now it is just to grab a pen name.
○It is forbidden to curse the characters, you can curse me
○Three views of the character ≠Three views of the author
○There is a Weibo, but it has been deleted. If you want to, you can go to Kuaishou@MoXuDianyu
○This article was written without any idea, you can scold me
Concept: Dreams separate the past and the future, and plants and trees take root in the present world. Rather than obsessively spying on what has not happened, protecting the people around you is the best way to fight against false predictions.