After a long path lined with ginkgo trees, he met a young man playing at the foot of a mountain. The young man's home was a classical wooden structure, with black and white chess pieces and tea sets placed between pavilions and waterside terraces. The flames could not disturb the family at all, and the tea was emitting a soft green glow.
The three of them traveled together around the world...They met a Japanese Lolita girl who did not suffer from depression, a young woman from the north who did not suffer from cyberbullying because of her sexual orientation, and a blue-haired man with both parents and a happy family.
He played the piano freely in the bright piano room, attended classes in the large classroom, played board games and had picnics with them. No one condemned them, envied them, or morally blackmailed them.
During the trip, he received calls from his family from time to time. His father asked him how he was doing today and asked him to remember to report to the university after the summer vacation. His mother reminded him to remember to put on more clothes because she had written a new piano score today...
Suddenly, he heard a strange "pop" sound, like the sound of a balloon bursting, or like a stone falling into a magic water mirror.
——Then I woke up from the dream.
Nothing happened.
In the dream, all the assumptions are beautiful, but none of these happy assumptions can be realized.
They could have lived their lives in their own unique way, instead of killing each other in a cruel game with their own visions, or even going crazy, missing, and dying...
The gentle greetings from my parents disappeared, and everything suddenly became quiet as if suffocating.
As if he was trapped in some kind of stagnation that was neither a dream nor an illusion, Su Mingan stared blankly at the morning when the dawn was already faintly visible at the entrance of the cave.
The morning dew hung on the dead leaves, and the red sun and the morning embraced each other in the first soft light and sprinkled into his eyes.
He could only hear his own heartbeat, one beat after another, which made his mind confused and he almost forgot to think.
After a while, he realized that it was just a dream.
How could he have such a wonderful life?
"...Okay, the operation is over." Su Lin's voice came from behind, with deep fatigue.
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