Xia Yueming has always insisted that she is a flower, and she is not afraid of wind and rain. She is an iron-clad person who has been tempered for thousands of times. However, despite all the calculations, she never expected that her whole life's fame would be ruined by such an embarrassing thing as a dream.
A few years ago, it was a nightmare, but the reality is still beautiful and pleasant. Every time I wake up from the dream, I just rub my eyes to wipe the sweat and watch the sun break through the fog. I can be as happy as I should be.
The next few years were just sweet dreams, nothing more than an old friend, a past event that was so blurry that I couldn't even see the appearance clearly, but I was so obsessed with it that I recognized the truth, and I was moved every time. But once I woke up from the dream in the middle of the night, the reality was worse than a nightmare.
So, I was really afraid of dreaming.
It is unreasonable to say that a person can live for hundreds of years, but it is also just a dream, in and out of dreams, and his destiny is determined by himself.
Sigh again, your beauty, my mediocrity, pray to God to be merciful.