"If the fairy in the oil lamp promised to help you realize three wishes, what would you wish for?"
Shen Yan thought for a long time and said with a smile: "I hope the weather will be good tomorrow."
"Wouldn't it be too wasteful?"
"No, if the weather is nice, we can go play together."
Shen Yan watched as the face of the person in front of him blurred little by little. The sound of rain outside the window drowned out the sound of the TV, so he simply turned off the TV.
"Liar."
Things that cannot be controlled in one's hands require the help of external forces to make wishes, and wishes made easily are more like a flag on the body, just like the person who promised to play together, but now can't even remember his face.
The endless reincarnation of dreams plays out in Shen Yan's mind over and over again...
Intention: Don't succumb to fate.