Insomnia has been tormenting me. Every sleepless night, a big stone will press on my heart, eating away my oxygen and draining my last gasp of breath, leaving only pop, pop, the sound of death coming from the darkness. I took a deep breath, only to feel that my chest was bound by an iron chain, preventing it from expanding, and urgently contracted back. I allowed the cold air to slide into my throat, and my twisted lungs would only be pushed out of my mouth by greater restraint. My heart was still beating tenaciously, and my whole body was trembling slightly.
Countless things were going back and forth in my mind, and suddenly a distant and blurry face flashed across my mind - Ji Xuan. I only occasionally recalled that I had known each other for ten years, and this half-real and half-illusion person seemed to have really passed me by.
Conception:
