I had a dream. I dreamed that I was in the old community on the 18th floor. What on earth were those things? Evil thing? Or something else?, Why did the fortune teller say that? What's wrong with me? Does the apotropaic charm drive away them or me? Why can't I see the truth of all this clearly? The construction site boy, the strawberry red skirt and her doll, the moon girl...: We all looked at you quietly
Intention: work hard