In her life, the sunshine was always so rare.
Every time when she felt that she had grasped her tightly, she realized that the love had quietly flowed away from her fingers like running water.
There is a warmth in a lonely heart, which is treasured like a secret. That warmth was the him in her dream. That dream had been with her for many years, but she had never seen his appearance.
Who is he?
Why did he appear in her dream?
Why does she feel vaguely familiar with him?
In order not to be disturbed by her current life, she traveled far away, hoping to find a familiar place in her dream and the him in her dream.
Does he really exist?
Is it a dream or reality?