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The world I created runs according to my will! ... A person's dream, and the story of life in the world in her dream. Describe each dream from multiple perspectives. When the dreamer is dreaming, the world in the dream is blurry, and she can only remember the things that impressed her, so it may be very confusing, and it will be very confusing to write it down. Try to express the part of the dream that impressed you deeply. The world in the dream is based on the dreams of the dreamer, and the description will be more organized, because the dream world will fill in the blanks and chaotic logic on its own. So it may be difficult to understand when you watch it. Then, this one is more of a fantasy and horror kind of thing. This is explained in advance. I hope that if you can't understand the first few chapters, you can leave early and don't leave negative reviews. Please (put your hands together)

When Shen Qing was in college, he read a book, "Green Snake" by Li Bihua. There was a passage in it: Suddenly a strong wind blew, willow branches trembled, clouds grew in the northwest, mist locked in the southeast, and for a while, rain fell to encourage flowers. The young man in blue, his clothes were blown away, opened an umbrella in the light smoke and heavy rain. What a good umbrella, light bamboo handle, eighty-four bones. She thought that the man walking toward him with an umbrella in the rain was not wearing any blue clothes, but his clothes were neat. Although it rains heavily, there is no light smoke to seal the fog, no willow branches to urge the flowers, only bustling crowds, cars honking their sirens, and cold gray buildings. There is no hazy ancient mood, only modern high-rise buildings surrounding him and her. There was no eighty-four-bone oil-paper umbrella, only an ordinary black umbrella, which came slowly for her. As long as there is the person she is waiting for under the umbrella, he is the "boy in blue" in her life. At this moment, there was a deafening thunder in the sky, which made people panic. But it doesn't matter, his and her world is quiet. It was so quiet that only the other person's voice could be heard. "Sorry for the long wait," Cheng You put away his umbrella, his clothes getting wet from a few rays of slanting rain. "It's okay, it won't be long," she looked at him and smiled. The strangeness melts away and you can slowly return home. Because waiting is the longest companionship.

Chen Shuming went around a lot of circles and made clear arrangements for his future.