Qiao Muyi was dreaming, and she knew she was dreaming. The dream was not only lengthy, but there was also more than one.
In the first dream, she still lived in the Southern City. Her parents loved her dearly, and she had always been the queen bee from a young age—top of her class, outstanding in sports, so popular that the canteen lady gave her extra portions. Her beauty went without saying: cute in elementary school, pretty in middle school, and beautiful in college, single-handedly elevating the school's average attractiveness.
