I once thought that I could live like this in an ordinary way until I was gray-haired; I once thought that love, hate, and hatred were just plot points in novels; I once thought that I would spend my life laughing and joking with my buddies like this; I once thought that until everyone who knows me is dead, I will be forgotten by others, as if I never existed. Little did I know that all my expectations were completely overturned after that day.
In this strange era, I had an extremely luxurious dream.
I wonder when I will wake up from this dream?