This is a dream, a long, long dream...
There is a person in the dream, he is looking at me, and I am looking at him.
I... Like him...
Later, when I died, he cried so sadly. I told him that this was just a dream, and it would be fine when he woke up... He was stunned.
But after we have been together for a long time, I forget that dreams and so on are only for me. Then when I wake up, what about him? What will happen to him?
Sorry, I fell in love with a person in my dream. When I woke up, he was lost...
Come on, I miss you, I miss you so much...
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I spent half my life looking for him. As long as I still remember his name and appearance, as long as I still remember him, I will keep looking for him
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His name is... What... Who is he? Who am I looking for? Sorry... Sorry... Sorry...
If you exist in this world and I dream about you, do you also dream about me? Are you looking for me too?
Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou. If I were Zhuang Zhou, would you be my butterfly? Is this really just a dream?
Intention: I am sorry