The Perfect Dream

Everyone has dreams. Is the world inside a dream different from the one outside it? When you grow tired of your life, and get the chance to live another way, what would you choose? A woman carries our dream of changing our lives to a completely unfamiliar place, where she uses everything she has to do what she once thought impossible. Faced with a different world, how will she change? Are there people in that distant place who truly care about her? She has traveled far and been through so much, only to suddenly realize that something inside her has opened. What lies within? When she faces it all, why are the people she left behind still on her mind? Should she give up the people here who care about her? Should she cross the vast stretch of time to search for the shadow in her dreams? Excerpt 1 “Hey, beautiful, I told you my name. The polite thing to do is tell me yours, too, right?” “You said it yourself. I didn’t ask. What’s that got to do with me?” “But now you know my name, and I don’t know yours.” “I don’t want to know yours, and I didn’t remember it.” “Oh, then I’ll say it again. My name is Zhan Fei. ‘Zhan’ as in spread your wings and soar, and ‘Fei’ as in spread your wings and soar.” “Whatever.” Excerpt 2 “Young Master, where are we going?” “A brothel.” “What are we going to a brothel for?” “What a stupid question. You go to a brothel to visit prostitutes, of course.” “But we’re women…” Excerpt 3 “This brothel is yours?” “It belongs to me, Young Master.” “How many brothels have you opened?” “That? I honestly can’t remember.” Excerpt 4 “Don’t think I won’t recognize you just because you switched hands. You could change your head and I’d still be able to tell from your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys that you have too much inner heat. Here, take this.” “What is it?” “I’m being kind. I’m afraid your inner heat will get too high and burn you to death. Take this prescription home and amuse yourself with it.” This is a story about the gap between reality and dreams. When you think your life isn’t good enough, the life you imagine may not be what you need. And when you think your dream has come true, you may discover that it’s missing the love you need most. New story by Heying: I Won’t Fear You, No Matter What http://read.xxsy.net/info/354731.html Old souls on the Three Lives Stone, gazing at the moon and singing of the wind, leaving love unspoken. Ashamed that my beloved has traveled so far to find me, though this body has changed, my heart remains the same. The Buddha said, “Five hundred glances in a past life bring two people together for a fleeting encounter in this one.” But is there any chance the love between us, left unfinished in a past life, can be rekindled? In an age of spreading flames of war, I left you waiting to be married and went off to battle. How did you endure that wait? How heartbroken were you when it ended without my bridal sedan arriving? Years of wandering as a lonely ghost made me forget everything. My resentment turned me into a monster feared by both the living and the dead. But when I touched that strand of hair, still carrying a faint fragrance, why did something stir in my heart? Why did that frail young girl have tears in her clear eyes? Why did her call, “Brother Ziyi,” stir a heart that had long since grown cold? Do you truly still remember me, even after being reincarnated? But I am no longer the person I once was. All is hazy, both before and after death. I long to speak of our fate, but fear it will break my heart. I searched the mountains and streams of Wu and Yue, yet found only the misty waters of Qutang.