I am trapped in a fantasy container called the Dream Chest.
The box contains thousands of virtual and real illusions, and the hometown contains all the past of childhood, and the fragrant and delicate memories are preserved.
I am Ye Suxun, running around in dreams.
Rabbits are the secret clue that runs through all the illusions. Campuses, old houses, and suburban villages take turns changing before our eyes.
Old friends in the fantasy world come and go in a hurry, and after meeting for only a moment, they will disappear into the light and shadow.
Falling is not the end, it is just the prologue to another vast illusion.
Concept: All dreams are a microcosm of people's inner world. Those recurring scenes and objects are the real memories and emotions in the heart.