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In a profound dream without a principled and greedy unreality, feelings surrender to the world of dreams, forgetting themselves in an endless kaleidoscope of imaginary pictures, the colors darken as soon as you dive deeper into this water of dreams, Ain no longer woke up, he was sealed in a dream as if in its shackles, his soul fluttered like a butterfly in dreams, he was like a porcelain doll or fragile crystal, he was forever locked in his dreams and never wake up again, the dream of leaving the whole world or disappearing into oblivion finally came true, he drowned in an endless haze and surrendered to it, now he is somewhere on the border between death and pleasure, whoever tried, no one could wake him up for 10 whole years, but you came sympathizing with him and sincerely wanted to help, touched his hand and suddenly a sudden blinding flash plunged you into the world of dreams and dreams and you woke up in his In the snow, cold stone walls, a broken window from which a cold blew, penetrating to the bone, and Aina's soul lying on the bed, literally showing no signs of life, and at this moment an irresistible desire appears to save him and pull him out of his sleepless sleep.