The rain kept falling,
the atmosphere was not harmonious,
Zhou Ze silently found that the street he was standing on was slowly shrinking, and the ground under his feet was also becoming blurry,
everywhere he could see, it was constantly being compressed,
gradually forming a replica of the nightmare,
oh No,
it could not be said to be a replica, it could only be said that,
it is a continuation.
Looking back,
i found that behind me is no longer a bookstore, but a closed iron door.
Looking Up, the curtain of rain is gone, replaced by an unknown liquid dripping down from the densely packed holes in the wall.
Is it that dream again?
I am back in the dream again?
Back to the place where it ended last time,
back to the pause position of the nightmare,
and when that button was pressed,
it seemed to only give you a little bit of intermission time,
what You Should Bear Next,
