Maybe this was all just a dream from the beginning, a very cruel dream. So much so that even now, so many years later, I still wake up crying in the middle of the night and open my eyes again until dawn.
But in fact, even if I have been plagued by nightmares like this, I am still willing to continue to dream like this - only in this dream full of pain can I barely remember what the real me is like, and that I am really still alive...
"I only use this story to dedicate myself to myself who tried my best to survive at that time."