C100 Dream outside

Whether it was real or fake, whether it was fake or real, the current me was staring fixedly at everything before me.

Staring at the mist in front of him, staring at Lingling, and still staring at... In front of him.

The sounds of books unceasingly reverberated in my heart. I wanted to work hard so that I wouldn't remember these words.

However, there was nothing I could do about it