I originally thought that dreaming was the most time-wasting mental activity in the world.
Who knew that once she fell into the dream that fate had woven for her, she would not want to wake up.
Just because, the love and hatred in the dream can be loved to the bone and hated to the marrow.
Life is just like a dream, so what if we live in a dream forever?
Are you willing to listen to the story of this dream girl?