Bai Siyang: I often dream that I am standing by a suspension bridge. On the other side of the suspension bridge is a dark forest, and below the suspension bridge is an abyss with no bottom. In the middle of the suspension bridge, a little boy asked me for help. I ran to the little boy, but I was a step too late, and a man with no face slit his throat. I thought this was just a dream, but today I discovered that it was more than just a dream...