In a love affair with an 8-hour time difference, two people agreed not to contact each other again, but I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it, and I started to miss you. On the 6th day after the breakup, I woke up from my dream in the morning, not because I was afraid, because in the dream, there was you. It's amazing. I received a call from you in my dream. Your voice was hollow, and the boarding prompt was in the background. You said you were leaving, and I asked you where you were going. You said you hadn't decided where to go, so just go to City C. Then I woke up, crying, because that was my hometown, the city where we had promised to live together in the future. Yes there was a time, there was a time when we loved each other, there was a time when I lied to you.