Life is like a dream, life is too long and dreams are too short. It would be great if every dream was also a life.
However, dreams are like clouds, and when you open your eyes, everything is disillusioned...
Sometimes, she feels lonely and lonely is a kind of sadness. Making her long for warmth but afraid to get close. Sometimes, she feels that loneliness is a kind of luck. She will never be the one let down.
In her long life, all she wants is a hug and a sincere heart. But when she woke up from sweet dreams one by one, she slowly discovered that in fact, what she wanted could only be fulfilled in dreams.