Dawn Dream

●The works in the monthly library are in the bookstore - short and medium stories. After becoming a member, all articles can be read at will in the same month. It is recommended to save them and scan them together. ◎This is the first time I have a short story in the library. Thank you for your support. [Suspecting that I am sick·Kind childhood sweetheart vs. Risking one's life for love·Tolerant bamboo horse] In and out of dreams, love is parted and cannot be sought. * The first time I saw Luo Yi was in a dream. He was holding an oil-paper umbrella, tall and tall, with a gentle smile. He was standing on the stone bridge waiting for someone. The second time I saw Luo Yi, in the dream he had changed into short sleeves and was still waiting for someone at the gate of a certain university. The third time I saw Luo Yi was one night. It was snowing heavily, and he stood at the door of my house, waiting for me. ——Is this really a dream? I looked at Luo Yi and stopped talking. But he shook his head and raised his index finger at me: "Xiaoxiao, don't say it." I was immediately shocked. How did he know my name? Food guide: ·The essay written many years ago has been expanded into a short story ·The first person of the text, BE ·Shuangjie 1v1, dismantling/reverse/dream/head changing is prohibited, the character has no prototype, please do not ky. ·"Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies in his dream."——"Jin Se" -The plot was set x years ago, I can't remember clearly -The copy was revised on March 26, 2026 Concept: Being forgotten is the real death