In my dream, he had already lived a full life. He was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer at the age of eighty.,As he died, he saw himself lying on the sickbed and his weeping descendants. Then time rewound ceaselessly until he stood once more before that door.,The complexion that should have been rosy is now pale. To put it nicely, her skin is fair; to put it harshly, she's malnourished.。