The dream is Lin Hexi.
Sometimes, I think of the place that holds the memories of my childhood and teenage years,
Then, sigh.
"Lin Xi, now that you're here, you'll be in peace." A calm voice sounded.
"What's so good about it?" She was dissatisfied.
"I am." The reply was quick.
A hint of smile flashed across Lin Xi's eyes.
"Lin Xi, Lin Xi, Lin Xi is a dream, and I am the one who holds the dream." He looked at Lin Xi with clear and bright eyes.