He has often seen that tree in his dreams since he was a child.I don't know how big that tree is, how tall it is, or how many years it has grown. The trunk is so thick and the leaves are so dense that it even covers the sky.

When he was under the tree, he always felt very at ease and warm, just like... being by his mother's side.

But this time was different.

This tree is blooming.

The snow-white flowers bloom prosperously and profusely, just like the snow that has fallen from a tree.

Then the flower slowly turned pink, and the red became deeper and deeper, and finally turned into a deep red like blood.

When the wind blows, all the flowers float up, one after another, like a bright red snow.

Xiaodong suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in a cold sweat.

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