It's 2 a.m. now. A few bumps on my body told me that I had been bitten.
Just now, I was still dreaming. Although I can't remember exactly what it was, it must have been a beautiful dream. A buzzing sound pulled me back from the beautiful world to the cruel reality. Outside the window, there was a faint glow, and occasionally the sound of passing cars could be heard. Because I got up very fast. Still a bit confused. It was about a minute later that I knew I had returned to Earth. I looked around at the familiar surroundings. I grabbed those few bags. I lay down on the bed again. On this summer night, I decided to spare this mosquito. It's not because I'm kind, but because I want to quickly return to the dream just now and get away from this real world.
