"What is a dream?" Li Zhuangran asked himself this question more than once.
Maybe it's a projection of reality, maybe it's the epitome of desire, maybe it's the condensation of time...
Who knows!
"No matter what happens in the dream, I have to do it. I have to be the star for my parents."
However, when the layers of dreams are peeled off, what we cling to and insist on seems to have cracked and broken from the surface on the day the dream began, until it fell into pieces.