It seemed like I had a beautiful dream, but I couldn't remember whether I was happy or not in the dream. He seemed to be very nice to me in the dream, or maybe I just thought he was very nice to me. When I woke up from the sweet dream, I felt empty around me, my heart felt like still water, and a corner of the quilt was still wet, and I didn't know if it was sweat or tears. If I were asked to accept the facts like this, I would never wake up from a sweet dream and never encounter...
Concept: Adapted from some facts