Sunday said in a gentle and compassionate tone: "You just said that the gentleman who lives on dreams is not living. In fact, it is not true. Even without Pinocchio, people will live in their own illusions. This illusion is called self-worth."

“People always think that they are destined to achieve a certain value. To earn value for oneself means great power. On the contrary, people without value are relegated to being weak.”

"However, value is not created out of thin air by people. Its sum is also limited. To realize the so-called value, people must plunder from others. In this way, the weak are exploited and oppressed..."

Mockingbird looked at his brother: "You're trying to say... that things shouldn't be like this, right?"

"That's right." Sunday nodded. "But the irony is that people don't think it's wrong to do so, because they always regard their illusory self-worth as their guiding principle. Even the weak think so."

"Survival of the fittest, the strong prey on the weak... all the tragedies in the world originate from this, and the reason why Pinocchio is a beautiful dream is that it provides a place of rest for anyone who wants to escape from it..."

"There is no tragedy here, only happiness. Although it is only in its infancy, isn't this exactly what paradise looks like in our minds?"

The robin was silent, knowing that Sunday's words were full of holes.

But for a moment I didn't know how to refute it.

So before the dream master arrived, the two continued to look around at this golden moment to verify their respective ideas about harmony.

Soon, the two met a young woman who could not stand the lonely and boring life in the outside world and resolutely entered the dream world.

She found the long-lost happiness here, and even if such days lasted forever, she would never feel bored.

Then I met another quiet guest. He was hunched over, and even though he didn't feel any pain in his dream, he still coughed habitually.

In the real world, he'd been to the battlefield, and when he'd crawled out of the mothership, there was some radioactive iron stuffed in his head, so he didn't have much time left.

My hometown also melted in several bombardments of neutron radiation. It was impossible to survive here. But I heard that there was a way to 'cure' the disease, so I came here.

His body is now lying in a life support device, with a nurse watching over him at all times, while his consciousness has entered this pain-free dreamland.

Therefore, he will never be able to leave this dreamland, but for him, being alive is a blessing. It doesn’t matter whether he dreams or not, he has no choice.

Watch the old man leave.

The robin seemed to have some understanding. The old man’s story was very sad, but fortunately, this beautiful dream did leave him with happy thoughts for the rest of his life.

This seems to be the meaning of Pinocchio's dream.

But beautiful dreams are ultimately limited. They are only a safe haven for the frustrated and cannot eradicate the pain from the source of reality.

The two continued walking on the street, observing the various guests in this dreamland.

But soon.

A new 'robin' appeared in front of him, and he said to the robin in surprise: "Oh, look - who is this lovely lady?"

"what?"

The robin paused and said hesitantly, "That's...myself?"

The robin came over and said to Sunday in a naughty tone, "Brother! What a coincidence, we meet again."

Sunday said in a cold tone: "Show your true self, your tricks are useless to us."

The robin also thought of something, "You are the masked fool who is good at deceiving people, are you having fun?"

When Luo Ming brought Hua Huo into the room before, Hua Huo was in her true form, so the robin didn't react for a while.

"Just give it a try."

Hua Huo returned to her true form and spread her hands in boredom. "The people here are too easy to deceive. They will take the bait if you give them a little sweetness, but they will retreat very quickly when there is danger. In short, they are stupid, rich, and afraid of death!"

The robin said calmly, "Since you have had enough fun, you'd better leave as soon as possible. Harmonious music cannot tolerate noise."

Hua Huo raised her little face and said unhappily: "What? Now that I'm back, I'm useless? I've helped the family so much, it's really chilling."

"You should thank me. If I hadn't been willing to clean up this mess...Pinoconi would have been in a mess by now, right?"

Sunday looked at her and said, "That was a personal request from the head of the Iris family. It has nothing to do with us. Please step back and stop causing trouble for the Harmony Ceremony."

Hanabi put her hands on her hips and said unconvincedly, "Harmony Ceremony? Humph, who are you trying to scare? Do you think I don't know what you are up to?"

"Let's not talk about what you think, Chicken Wing Boy. Our lovely Miss Robin should have decided not to go on stage now, right? After all, you have seen how ugly this beautiful dream is under the operation of harmony..."

"Dreamland Pinocchio..." Hanabi's tone was very happy: "Is this the paradise you two want to have?"

"shut up!"

Sunday seemed to be irritated and scolded Hanabi coldly.

Hanabi, however, became even happier, "What's up, chicken wing boy? Did I hit you where it hurts?"

The robin said, "Our agreement has nothing to do with you, Fool, leave now, or don't blame the family for being rude."

"Okay, okay~"

Hanabi nodded her head: "I'll go, but Miss Robin, I still advise you to think about it carefully--"

“Can people who live in dreams really stay away from pain and gain true happiness?”

The robin closed his eyes silently and did not give any answer.

"Haha, I've done what I need to do. Now all I have to do is wait and watch the fireworks."

"These last two gifts are for you. If the Harmonious Music Festival is unfortunately held... please remember to use them at the performance. Don't lose them."

"Bang—it's gonna be exciting!"

With a burst of joyful laughter, Hanabi's figure disappeared in front of the two people like bubbles.

After a while.

Sunday turned and looked in the direction they came from. "There are cries of ravens over there...it seems that the Dream Master will be here soon."

Robin nodded and the two of them soon returned there.

On the empty platform.

Sunday said: "This is a good place. Let's wait for the Dream Master to arrive."

The robin nodded.

After a moment of silence, she looked at Sunday with a complicated look in her eyes: "I heard that you no longer eat your favorite sweets. I always feel that many things have changed during the time I was away. What happened?"

Sunday looked up at the moon-like theater and said calmly, "Even in a beautiful dream, someone must always stay awake."

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