He Sheng thought that he would have to wear a mask of pretending to be happy and good-tempered for the rest of his life, but here he was, like starlight, adding a touch of color to the monotonous night sky. He opened up to him and showed him another side of himself. He was confused and wanted to live his life naturally, but because he found the direction. But little did he know that he would eventually plunge He Sheng into a swamp that was even more difficult to escape from. Before suffocating, he finally saw himself and the world for what they were.
Just like a beautiful dream, when you wake up from the dream, the happiness no longer exists.
Is it the beginning or the end? Is it transformation, or is it continuing to be stubborn?
Intention: Dream Humanity