I have been dreaming for many years, and I always dream about some fun, weird, and exciting... Plots. I feel so comfortable in my dreams, but when I wake up, I feel sad about those forgotten details.
Grasping those broken memories, I will try my best to describe to you my illogical and absurd ideas.
Reality is logical, but dreams don't exist. Please don't get too hung up on it.
[PS: This is the author's first time writing an article. I really wanted to share my dream, so I impulsively wrote the article. Please ignore my childish writing style and bow~]
[This article is a short article, basically one chapter and one story. The updates are more casual, depending on whether you still remember the dream.
The first dream: Dreaming back to my childhood - the big event that my phone ran out of battery
The second dream: Fantasy comes true brain waves——How to break the live broadcast industry when it is finished~
Intention: Childlike innocence will always exist in dreams, and you should also taste the bitterness and sweetness of reality in dreams.