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Last night, dreams visited your soul.

Is what you see in your dream what you see for yourself?

Did what you hear in your dreams hear for yourself?

Did you touch it yourself in your dream?

In the dream, "yourself" appears in your field of vision, is that yourself?

Dreams, for what?

――The ending and the process, which is the original blueprint of the dream? Perhaps, it is more appropriate to look backwards? That's what I told you.

If that one, the one that leads your soul to walk in time, is not your own flash, but the real existence in the pot of heaven.

- It is not even known whether he is alive or you are alive, whether you are still in a dream. That's what I told you.

So, how?

Or rather. I, plainly, tell you.

Dreams, written by a being and assigned to you like a machine?

So, how?

You, can you believe it?

You're surprised.

What about your anger.

It doesn't matter what emotions you have.

Tonight, dreams will visit your soul again.

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One

“……”

The man sat silently on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. The sun shines obliquely on the side of the face. The sun was not as hot as it should be in the morning, and the skin was warm on one side and slightly cold on the other.

“……”

Like, what a dream was missed.

The man felt that he woke up like this, with the shadow of the sun in his eyes and an itchy and moist touch crawling on his cheeks.

"The sun is so bright."

The man looked at the world covered with gold frost with his hand on the canopy, and his eyes unconsciously narrowed into slits.

"It's a nice day, though."

Wiping away the tears that hung on his face for some reason, the man smiled at the sun with the same warm, free and pleasant smile.

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Two

The man stood by the window in plain white clothes, and his whole body and the tips of his hair were reflected with a little gold. If you add a shaking goblet between your fingers at this time, it will be an elegant and picturesque picture.

Huo Ran, the man turned around.

…… There was no one behind it.

The man seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his fingertips slipping down his chin and gently running all the way across the edge of his button.

White does not mean noble. In an environment that is often darkly colored, white is the most easy-going. What you face, you adapt to what you are in - that is, the realm that gathers all the colors before touching.

"Still, it's a little heavy."

The man stated his feelings in a relaxed tone. However, in any way, it is impossible to see where the so-called emphasis lies.

White flowers often have a flower language related to feelings. Does this mean that you are open to it? If it's white, there's probably no color that can't bear it.

The man's gaze was taken away from where he had just stared. His gaze towards the plain ceiling slowly drifted away, his hands on the back of his head, and his eyebrows wrinkled with thoughts.

"Sure enough......" chewed something in a tone, "Memories of dreams......"

In response to the man's voice, it was like glass cracking, and the whole world shattered.

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Three

“……”

The man sat silently on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. The sun shines obliquely on the side of the face. The sun was not as hot as it should be in the morning, and the skin was warm on one side and slightly cold on the other.

“……”

Like, what a dream was missed.

The man felt that he woke up like this, with the shadow of the sun in his eyes and an itchy and moist touch crawling on his cheeks.

"The sun is so bright."

The man's hand was on the canopy to cover the world covered in gold frost, and there was a dazed look in the gap between his eyes.

"This, the weather."

Wiped it lightly on his face, and found teardrops hanging for some reason. The man inserted ten fingers into his hair, as if chasing something that had passed.

Slowly, a look of understanding was revealed.

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Four

The man stood by the window in black clothes, and the sunlight seemed to be swallowed by such colors. The man's hands were in his pockets, and the whole person looked a little gloomy.

Huo Ran, the man turned around.

"How long has it been since I've dreamed?"

…… What I got was the silence of the man in black in front of him.

I don't know when it appeared, but the man had already identified the man in black who appeared.

The shape of the knuckles bulged out in the pocket.

"I ask you. Who is it that gave me my dreams? ”

…… What I got was the silence of the man in black in front of him.

The back molars bite hard.

"I ask you. …… Who took away the traces of dreams! ”

But what I got was still the silence of the man in black in front of him. Coldly watched his silence as if mockingly.

No reason is needed.

Appearing here at this time, the man has confirmed.

The man's fist was raised.

"You ...... Bastard! ”

The distance, but only two steps.

However, the man in black made a slight move.

The man found that his fist could no longer move forward.

At the same time, I felt the gaze of the other side watching a play.

Did your legs hit the ground? Is the waist and shoulders stiff? Is your wrist straight? Are your fists clenched?

And then.

Are your fists clenched? Is your wrist straight? Is the waist and shoulders stiff? Did you kick your legs firmly on the ground?

No, it's not enough.

"Drink, ah, ah!"

Can't take care of that much. In order to explode his power to the limit, he tore his throat and roared.

His anger was all contained in this sound, and he felt like he had never roared like this before.

However, after the first burst of strength fell into the sea, I gradually felt that all I had left was this roar.

The man in black on the other side was still like that, not moving, not shaking, not talking or laughing.

The man realized that he was still yelling, but he seemed to understand something.

The anger suddenly faded, and he suddenly laughed a little.

"It's ...... Dreams...... So I too, such a person...... Really, cheap titles. No, it's ...... It's terrible. What a boring thing dreams are. ”

The next moment, the face of the man in black hit the man's fist.

Then, like the heavens and the earth in the mirror, the world slowly fell apart.

"In order to escape the ordinary and the pain, did you eliminate yourself...... It turns out that 'I' am such a guy......"

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Five

"Dream, dream, dream, ......"

The man sat on the bed and muttered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking. The sun shines obliquely on the side of the face. The sun was not as hot as it should be in the morning, and the skin was warm on one side and slightly cold on the other.

Like, what a dream was missed.

The man felt that he woke up like this, with the shadow of the sun in his eyes and an itchy and moist touch crawling on his cheeks.

"The sun."

The man looked at his fingertips. Liquid from the face.

"So...... Is this a reminder......"

As if remembering something, it seemed to be a tone that suppressed his emotions.

Then, the man was silent for a moment. I don't know what decision I made. In the sunlight, the water marks on the cheeks flashed from the eyes down a drop of crystal.

"If. If so, rather...... Only, that's it. ”

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Six

“……”

The man sat silently on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking. The sun shines obliquely on the side of the face. The sun was not as hot as it should be in the morning, and the skin was warm on one side and slightly cold on the other.

“……”

Like, what a dream was missed.

The man felt that he woke up like this, with the shadow of the sun in his eyes and an itchy and moist touch crawling on his cheeks.

"The sun is so bright."

The man's hand was on the canopy to cover the world covered in gold frost, and there was a dazed look in the gap between his eyes.

"This, the weather."

Wiped it lightly on his face, and found teardrops hanging for some reason. The man inserted ten fingers into his hair, as if chasing something that had passed.

"Weather."

In the end, it was only those two words that were spoken.

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epilogue

Last night, dreams visited your soul.

Is what you see in your dream what you see for yourself?

Did what you hear in your dreams hear for yourself?

Did you touch it yourself in your dream?

In the dream, "yourself" appears in your field of vision, is that yourself?

If that one, the one that leads your soul to walk in time, is not your own flash, but the real existence in the pot of heaven.

- It is not even known whether he is alive or you are alive, whether you are still in a dream. That's what I told you.

So, how?

Or rather. I, plainly, tell you.

Dreams, written by a being and assigned to you like a machine?

So, how?

You, can you believe it?

You're surprised.

What about your anger.

It doesn't matter what emotions you have.

Tonight, dreams will visit your soul again.

――But what is the purpose of this dream?

――The ending and the process, which is the original blueprint of the dream? Among them, there is not necessarily an elaborate order. Perhaps, it is more appropriate to look backwards? I've told you that a long time ago.

Tonight, dreams will visit your soul again.

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PS: The meaning of that passage is that the novel is in the order of six, five, four, three, two, and one, which is the correct story development.