Zhang Zhentian lay on the hospital bed seemingly deaf to all the words his wife said to him, continuing to indulge in his own dreams. In his dreams, he held hands with his wife; those times of bliss and happiness made him unwilling to wake up, feeling that as long as he was with his wife, he could forget all the pains and sorrows of the world.
Yet, time and again, he forgot what all his actions were truly for, what had led to him ending up in this state. He forgot everything, but she didn't know that one day her own family would love her so deeply.
In his sleep, he stubbornly kept his eyes closed because he feared that once he opened them, everything would dissipate into nothingness. He was afraid to lose his dream, not knowing that was only his own goal. Little did he know that the woman he loved was sitting by his bed, calling out to him with love, nor did he know his family lived in constant fear, terrified each time they had to resuscitate him.
