When I was a child, my parents quarreled, and my mother couldn't bear it anymore and ran away from home. . . I was very scared at that time, afraid that my mother would never come back. So, I climbed into the big bed and went to sleep. Because, after waking up, I can see that familiar figure again. . . . . .
When I was a little older, my parents were still arguing, but my mother still walked away. . . I led my brother out to chase him, but I couldn't catch him. So we walked and walked on the street until the last street light went out. My brother squeezed my already aching hand with his little hands full of snot, raised his face and asked: "Sister, where is mom? I'm cold..." Looking at the stars in the sky, I said to my brother and myself: Go home, go home and go to sleep. When you wake up, mom will be back. . .
When I was a little older, I left home and went to study in another small town. At this point, I said goodbye to waiting for the time being. . .
Even bigger, it's time to encounter love. People who are in love only have happiness in their eyes, that kind of pure happiness without distracting thoughts! I was so happy that I forgot about the hours of waiting, and I was so happy that I thought I didn't need to wait anymore. . Suddenly one day, the happiness came to an abrupt end. Before I had time to react, I was knocked down in a pool of blood, leaving a bright red arc in the air. . When he woke up, he was nowhere to be found and would never be found. . . He left to find his own happiness, to find the happiness that awaited him. . . I woke up, really woke up, really woke up, because I saw my mother's concerned eyes and her still busy figure. . . Oh, haha, the dream is just a dream, just a dream related to love. . .