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林薇觉得-presistent headache, she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the sound of the angry shouts. The room was stuffy and smelled of sweat and fear, a far cry from the bright classroom she remembered. She had been dragged here, like a criminal, by a few rough-looking women. The reason? She had dared to dream.

Lin Wei woke up with a pounding head. She squeezed her eyes shut, trying to block out the cacophony of angry shouts. The room was stifling, reeking of sweat and fear—quite the stark contrast to the bright classroom she remembered. She had been dragged here, treated like a criminal, by a few brawny women. The charge? She had dared to dream.

She had dreamed of a different life, one where she wasn't just another number in a vast collective, where she could study and pursue her passions. But here, in the remote villages of the 1970s, dreams were luxuries only the privileged could afford, and she had been deemed a troublemaker for harboring them.