I regard my dreams as reality and reality as a dream. I can no longer tell whether you exist or not, or whether you are still a dream of mine. I really hope you can appear. Maybe there really are past and present lives in the world, parallel worlds!
[These are all the author's dreams. I just hope that I can write them out for her to see, if she exists.]
If I used to write articles just to pass the time out of boredom and get stuck in what I wanted to read, then this novel will inject my emotions into my true feelings. My dreams may be sweet or bitter, and I will only choose the ones that I think can move me and affect me.
The writing is not good, so try to describe it clearly. Some of the plots in the dream are not particularly clear, and some are supplemented. I only remember the ones that left a deep impression.
One chapter, one story, one dream
(Dreams cannot be taken seriously. Some plots are a bit illogical. If you don't like them, you can delete them. If you insist on scolding me, I will accompany you.)
Purpose: I want to see her in my dream