A Thousand Miles Away from Home, I Dreamed of Spring Silkworms Weaving Dreams

[Full text without a knife] [Sweet article] [Urban daily life] [The Classic of Mountains and Seas] My name is Su Qiao, no... I don't have a name, I'm just a spring silkworm who fell in love with someone I shouldn't have loved. I know I was wrong. If it happens again, I will still do it! There are two words in this world, one is in my dream, and the other is thousands of miles away! The spring silkworm's silk will not be used up until it dies, and the wax torch will not dry until it turns to ashes.