Lin Yuan walked for a long time, a road with no end.
There was nothing but the increasingly intense light in front of him, which made him unable to open his eyes. He couldn't stop and walked forward, covering his eyes with the roaring noise in his ears, and kept walking. There is no reason to support him to go on, no so-called faith, and no one to accompany him. But he walked as if he had a nightmare. He thought he was going to live like this forever.
He felt that he was getting closer and closer to something. He tried to open his eyes and saw that there was still a blank light in front of him.
Suddenly the world seemed to have been pressed by someone's mute button, and it was dead silent. The light became more and more dazzling, and suddenly, Lin Yuan saw a man standing in the vast white.
The light was so intense that Lin Yuan burst into tears. He covered his mouth and stood in front of the man crying.
"... How could you not know that I am standing here. Lin Yuan."
The man looked at him sadly, opened his lips lightly and said.
The sadness flowing out of those eyes almost overwhelmed Lin Yuan.
So Lin Yuan opened his eyes and sat on the bed, his hands wet with tears.