Introduction: Lin Jian hates dreams, whether they are good or bad. No one can avoid the past, but deliberately ignoring it can still play some role. Qi Yuan woke up in the middle of the night and saw Lin Jian beside him looking at him calmly but expectantly. He suddenly felt very distressed, "Be good, come here. I won't be afraid if you hold me." The acquaintance between Lin Jian and Qi Yuan was not romantic, and their relationship was not as sweet as imagined. When the short integration period passed, something finally changed, and reality, life, and being distrusted again and again. "Let's break up." So when Lin Jian suggested it, Qi Yuan's eyes widened with disbelief on his face. "Why?" "Because love requires full trust and tolerance between two people. I can't do it, and the same goes for you." "... I don't agree." Looking at such a childish Qi Yuan, Lin Jian smiled. He knew that Qi Yuan understood, but he just didn't want to admit it. As for disagreeing, what does it matter? When I liked you, didn't you know it at first? What kind of consent is that?