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Sitting in front of my laptop, I sat upright, uneasy, worried, and full of thoughts. Staring at the screen and the blinking cursor, I was in a daze for more than an hour. I couldn't type a word or think of a sentence, because I didn't know where to start or how to write about such a dreamlike dream. This novel has no logic, it just records a bizarre dream. The author is a greasy middle-aged literary person. I probably wrote this story just to record a period of emotion and prevent it from being annihilated in my short life. Thanks!