C209 North Sea

Chen Feng walked into the dreamland talisman. The so-called Yellow Grain Dream was like a drifting wind, gradually disappearing.

It was as if he had entered a dream.

Chen Feng slowly closed his eyes.

He had missed the best chance.

But... I loved you when I was shy, and that was enough.

It was as if Chen Feng had fallen into an abyss that would never end