"There never was any Eternal Life Pharmaceuticals, or any Testers, much less a Bai Huang driven mad searching for her child. Everything was an illusion in a dream. Only the me here in Dreamfold Town is real." As Bai Huang spoke, waves of unease gripped Gao Ming's heart. His head throbbed faintly, and blood raced through his body.
The red candles melted away, and the characters for "joy" on the walls blurred. The thick festive aura accumulated in the walls, wardrobe, bed, and the entire room surged toward Gao Ming, turning into fine red threads that wound around his body.
"I become the Nightfolk, enter Worryfree Land, and return to the Sea of Illusory Truth."
An elusive power burrowed into his mind, carrying Bai Huang's voice. Like an old friend he had not seen in years, it echoed soundlessly in his heart.
Under the influence of that voice, all the festive aura Gao Ming had inhaled seemed to come alive. It grew viscous, spreading inside him and devouring his other emotions. It formed net after net, shrouding his anger and sorrow and isolating his grief, until only boundless happiness remained, blazing within him.
All kinds of joyful memories flooded his mind, and a smile crept involuntarily onto Gao Ming's face. It seemed he could only be happy now, and happiness alone was enough.
"You're just like me. We always lived in Dreamfold Town. We simply looked through too many other people's memories and mistook their lives for our own past."
"Everything you think and remember is just a dream. Let it all go, and only then will you see your true self, your real self."
Bai Huang approached Gao Ming gently. She seemed to have grown a little taller. Her familiar face suddenly looked strange, then became strikingly familiar again.