Mara's suicide also affected my dream at night. Although I was lying on my back to sleep because of my body, the tragedy of the movie was also an incentive. I dreamed that in the dark night, a beautiful woman with long hair and a long skirt floated to my bed with a sharp knife in her hand. Her eyes were full of hatred and sorrow. I was stunned, but before I had time to say anything to discourage her, she slashed my throat with a savage slash, so I should be dead, so I understood that her slashing action was accumulating strength, so my heartbeat suddenly accelerated. After a while, I realized it was a nightmare. I'm sure this is a beautiful woman, and if it were an ugly woman, I would have woken up long ago when she came to my bed.
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