I don't know if this is a dream, I just know that I can't escape...
There is always a lot of overlap, a lot of familiar and unfamiliar scenes and people.... They always say something in my ears, but I can't hear clearly. Countless bloody hands tore at me. There is also the woman who always stands far away in the mist. Looking at her back, she can't help but want to get closer to her. Such a weak figure, like a ray of sunshine in the endless darkness, looks desolate and lonely...
My name is Qiao Yu, I am twenty-three years old. A clerk in an advertising agency. I don't know how to tell what happened to me, it's so hard to believe. A nightmare that never ends, it appears from time to time, dreams and reality intersect, it is very weird. I didn't care at first, until... It affected my life or changed my destiny...