I always have the same dream over and over again. The girl in the dream looks like me, but I feel like she is not me. I will never be as weak as her. The young man who stood in front of me every time, even though I couldn't see his face clearly, gave me an indescribable coldness. The falling feeling of being despised and trampled by others always wakes me up with a sharp pain in my heart, and my breathing seems to stop.
"You bastard, why are you trying to steal someone from me!" A sharp female voice appeared for the first time in this dream, and those extremely clear words penetrated my mind like sharp arrows, melting into my bones and blood. I seem to have heard such vicious curses many times, but I have no such memory.
The young man in front of me remained as ruthless and indifferent as ever, but this time I saw his sarcastic smile clearly. The familiar sharp pain overflowed his heart again, this time extremely strong.
Every time I wake up, I always stand in front of me, with eyes full of worry but pretending not to care. In the past, I would immediately laugh and complain about his awkwardness. This time, my emotions were so intense that I vomited blood and fainted before I could say a word. The last scene I saw made my calmness shatter in an instant.