Every time I wake up, it's a different identity.
Every time I wake up, it's a different world.
She didn't seem to notice, and she did the same things mechanically that she had repeated thousands of times.
There were faint calls from the distant sky, and those unreasonable emotions often confused her.
In the blink of an eye, another girl dressed strangely appeared next to her. The girl called out: "Grandma, grandma."
The crystal clear river in front of her suddenly twisted into a reservoir. Has her identity changed again?
The pointing fingers of the villagers were still in her ears, and she seemed to hear the laughter of the maids of the Hou Mansion again.
Who is she? Who is she?
Intention: Based on reality, down-to-earth
