Blood-red dragonflies, strange villages.
A dream that wakes up again and again. Everything is weird and new.
Who is that green shadow?
Which one is real, the cold and crazy villagers in the dream or the warm grandmother Xiao Tu saw?
Am I in a dream, or is everything I do real?
(The copy will be revised at any time as the novel is improved^O^)
Intention: You were my salvation!