For four years, Ding Ling always had some chaotic dreams. The contents of these dreams were roughly like this: She came to Sioux City University for the first time, hurriedly looking for a dormitory, books scattered on the floor, Lin Hao, soft fingertips, gentle smile, angelic purity, "Classmate, your book." Suddenly the book I took turned into cold wine, and then I saw my unfamiliar self crying under a vague man...
Goodbye Lin Hao, it was Ding Ding who went to pick up Ding Ding from kindergarten... It turns out that we have encountered a lot in these years. You are heartbroken for her, as a father and a mother. And I, memorizing the accident that night, told Ding Ding that my father was a superman guarding the earth on an alien planet.