In a realm between reality and fantasy, she saw a young man standing on a lush green meadow, his smile bold and flamboyant, yet she couldn't make out his face.
What was happening to her?
She was on the street, where did this meadow come from? And the young man?
In the audio-video store, nostalgic hits were playing, it was the theme song from "A Chinese Ghost Story."
Had she watched this movie before? She couldn't remember... Yet why was this song so familiar?
Atra Blanc walked on in a daze, the song in her ears met with the music deep in her memory, overlapping, merging into one...
Life is, a dream and a passion,
Vaguely in the dream, vaguely there are tears,
Where to go, to seek the direction of my heart...
On the human road, happy young man,
The road is rugged, rugged with no sunlight,
In the dust, how many directions for happiness,
A wispy dreamlike rainstorm,
The road follows people blindly...
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