I believe that many people have an illusion. When people they don't know appear in their lives, they often feel that they have seen them somewhere. The same goes for some things, but these people and these things will leave deep memories in their minds. Maybe it was a dream at some time, or maybe it was experienced in person, but the traces have been smoothed away by time. Time, space, dimensions. It seems invisible and intangible, but our breathing, our thoughts, our every move, and our existence are all closely related to it. Pulling, struggling, releasing. When Luo Tianyu saw her for the last time, the inner conflict arose spontaneously. With a graceful arc, the meteorite streaking across the sky also disappeared into the sky at the same time.