At the moment, there was a spring named Lonely in his heart. He closed his eyes, but he couldn't shake the heroic figure in his dreams. Wang Xiaoyao wore his pajamas and looked at the Lego on the table in a daze.
He took apart the model and then pieced them together again under the light. A dull white gleam spread in the east, splitting the night sky and marking the arrival of a new day. A delicate cafe began to take shape on the table in the room.
At first, Wang Xiaoyao couldn't understand why a person would waste so much time in building a world of toys, but he found himself captivated once he got a taste of it.
He could see the tiny table inside after he pushed open the transparent door, even spotting all the small parts clearly. A minifig stood at the entrance to welcome its guests. In this world made of toys, he only needed to follow the instructions step-by-step, and eventually, he would get everything he desired.
