On a sunny afternoon after snow, I had a long dream.
In the dream, there were constant quarrels, running children, and fireworks exploding in the sky.
And he always stood far away. I couldn't see his appearance clearly, but I just felt scared.
He said: "Yan Liang, I will remember the past life with you."
But, who is he and why is he always calling my name.
The first time I wrote an article, I didn't write well. Please understand that some places may be inconsistent with history.