Deana laughed, “Where was your dream?”

Zara smiled and said: “In my dream, it seemed to be by the river where I liked to fly kites when I was a kid.”

Zara continued, “It was a strange dream, it seemed like the kind I had as a little girl, but I really didn’t mind it.”

Deana nodded: “What’s weird about this is that as the dreamer, you’re heavily invested in these kinds of violent dreams, but you feel absurd when you wake up.”

She then sighed softly, “Hey…in my life, I don’t know how many ridiculous and absurd dreams I’ve had.

I dreamt that the dead were still alive, and that my life was vastly different… ”

Zara looked at Deana and saw the regret that could never be erased on her face.

She couldn’t help asking, “Mom, do you regret marrying my dad?”

Deana was astonished, but smiled bitterly and said, “If you’d asked me when I was your age, knowing that marrying the man I did would be accompanied by a lifelong unwillingness, then no, I wouldn’t marry him.

But who I was then, and who I am are not the same person.

eldest daughter asks me if I regret it,

rimmed in red, she

for herself, marrying her father would be regrettable; because

mother’s only regret was that her true love

said,

girl, what are you thanking

corners of Zara’s eyes, and said seriously, “You are not me, but the same

half in the future, don’t follow your mother’s

the world: Tall and short, fat and skinny, black

don’t matter, only finding the

the right one and

and said earnestly: “Mom,

moment, the

said, “It should be the guard coming to collect the

I’ll get the door.”

went to the door of the room, opening it with the expectation that it

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