The story about me is a long dream. One end of the dream. What makes me helpless is reality; on the other side is the endless fantasy.
My name is Mu Liang, I like blue, just like my name. The blue, melancholy sea often appeared in front of my eyes, and I just looked at it. Slowly, slowly, blue tears flowed from my eyes.
Since my high school, I seem to have experienced another life, and all the stories that I thought were far away from me are rushing towards me. I was tightly surrounded in the middle, and I, struggling, became a helpless protagonist.