She had a dream, a dream that had kept her thinking for twenty-eight years.
She filled every notebook with it, just so she wouldn't forget it.
She told herself that as long as she was not exchanged for blood, she would never forget it.
Because, he has already penetrated it into his blood and cannot erase it.
However, God played a joke on her.
A joke that seems small to fate.
She had been transfused, and she could no longer emit or receive those mysterious light waves.
Why, why, would she forget that dream?
No one knows, not even herself.
Finally, finally, the dream came true.
Someone said: Who are you, I am XXX
However, that was a message that traveled 90,000 light-years.
Moreover, she no longer remembers her dreams.
Ninety thousand light years is exactly the distance of the Milky Way.
But, still but, she cried.
I don't know the reason, I just couldn't control myself suddenly.
She doesn't know and doesn't understand.
Those tears are,
Happiness after dreams come true.
Really, is it happiness?
No one knows, not even herself.
Now, we still say,
Ninety thousand light years is exactly the distance of the Milky Way.
Conception: