"I dreamed that the doctor told me that I had an incurable disease, and then shut me up, saying that I was afraid of what I might infect. I was heartbroken, and finally wanted to see you again, but they totally refused to let me out. I was getting worse and worse, and the last person died in it..." Liu Ruyue said.

"Don't be sad. Dreams are against each other." I comforted him.

"I know," she said, "I just feel desperate. I can't see you before I die. You can't experience that kind of despair."

"How could this be possible?" I held her in my arms and said, "I won't...