[The dream soon shattered, and when I woke up it was desolate]
"Don't say sorry, don't make me sad, just say it, you didn't mean it."
"Do you believe in fate? Do you believe that everyone you meet in your long life is already destined? Your meeting, separation, sadness, and happiness are not just destined?"
She had a dream. In the dream, she started a completely different life, met strangers but not strangers, fell in love with each other, and finally became strangers.
The final joys and sorrows, happiness and despair.
It has nothing to do with her.
"Do you believe in fate?"
"I... Don't know."