Why is it so dark? What era is this? Not even a light is turned on. Ah! It's stingier than my dad. It's so "sweaty". There seems to be some light in front. Tang Xin walked towards the bright place talking to herself.
Am I dreaming? How could there be such a place, white ground, white houses, white snowflakes floating slightly in the sky, a white world, my God... Ah! It really hurts, I shouldn't be dreaming. I saw Tang Xin slap herself in the face.
"Welcome to the world of wishes. Anyone who comes here will have one of their wishes come true. Little girl, if you have any wish, tell me and let me help you realize it." Said an old man wearing a white coat, with a kind face and a slightly buoyant look.
"Then I want a rich husband," Tang Xin blurted out without thinking.
"Okay, I'll help you fulfill this wish," the old man said with a smile.