Continuation of the Dream in Another World

This body has been weak since birth. When I was twelve, I developed heart disease. Even a light walk is difficult to breathe now.

When I fell ill, my family, which was not originally wealthy, became a fire. [M] My father didn't earn enough, and my mother started working. The sympathy was once every three days, once a week and once a month.

My mother and father have been in the hospital room in pieces for less than ten minutes. A chatty nurse said his father and mother had lovers.

And one day they got divorced. Both of them refused to take over themselves. I understand that there is a reason. The sympathy was even less.

I had a dream one day when I was fourteen. A young man with blonde hair tied to his shoulders looked in the mirror. He is a young lion with clear blue eyes and wheat skin.

The young man was wrapped around his waist with the same bright blue decorative cloth and cream-coloured cloth as his eyes. Jewelry and gold chains decorating bare skin gave a distinctive colour to the wheat skin, which was wild yet very good looking. It was like a prince of the tropics.

A young man walks at someone's behest. The braided sandal decorations and anklets rang coolly and the hair decorations swayed back.

When I arrived at a wide place like the hall, people who were just overflowing with sparkling costumes were simultaneously speaking up and clapping their hands with the expression of joy.

In front of him was the king of the mighty man sitting in a golden seat, and the young man bent his knees and raised his hands up. The king sat down and opened his mouth amid a lot of noise. Then, the tingling sound of the May flies was silenced.

"X x x x, X x x x x, X x Assam"

I could hear only Assam. Sounds like the name of the tea. Is this the name of the prince? The king says Assam several times, and the prince nods.

Eventually, my vision slowly darkened. Your weight returns to your body and your consciousness rises. When I opened my eyes, it was the usual white ward that I was used to.

"Dreams? It was real."

People boiling in colorful spaces and joy just looked up and got tense. He was a beautiful and powerful prince. I think it would be nice to be asked so much.

I couldn't get back to bed and got up. I'll write it down in my notebook. My heart popped into the world of dreams I remember.

I still don't know that this dream is the beginning of everything.