Dreams and reality shuttle back and forth, not knowing which is a dream and which is reality.
Living in the stories written by oneself, life and love are bound by words.
Struggling and hesitating in the trap he set, he plays out his own ending.
Recall a dream
When I wake up from the dream, I feel haggard and look back with a thousand tears.
It's hard to stop thinking, things have changed, and the three friends from the past have returned alone.
By Baibai
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