In the early spring afternoon, a gentle breeze whispered by the lake, dispersing the thin mist on the water, as ripples spread across the surface dispersing the sunlight into countless dazzling colors.
Su Mo sat alone by the lake, gazing at the shimmering beauty before him.
The lake water gently lapped against the stones on the shore, bringing a melodious sound. The surface reflected the leisurely clouds and surrounding trees, as the scent of flowers mingled with the cool breeze, seemingly cleansing the soul and bringing a sense of tranquility.
Lately, with his condition gradually improving, Su Mo's life had returned to its normal course, with the "eraser" in his mind wiping away all the illusory memories.
He lived a normal life accompanied by his parents and friends, and everything that had occurred in his hallucinations turned into forgotten dreams.
