In the golden autumn of the year of Yongyue, I was in a trance when I first saw that person in my dream. It seemed that I had known him for tens of thousands of years, but apart from the pain like tearing my heart, I had no memory of him...
"Why are you here?! It's not the time for you to come here, go back!" His brows were cold, and he waved his hand away. I reached out to touch his sleeves, but it passed through his white sleeves...
Ah! I touched my numb elbow and screamed, "Hua Si! You fell asleep in a common class again!" The teacher's curses poured into Hua Si's ears...
I'm dreaming again. I always dream about this scene recently. Hua Si frowned slightly and said with a bulging mouth.
Concept: The intertwining of fate and love