Well, Hututu should be happy, after all, without Crayon Shin-chan, his life is "much more comfortable".,As time slowly passed, the hands of the clock in Bai Xuan's dream quietly pointed to eight o'clock. The clouds in the sky gradually dimmed as well.,He didn't understand what it was, nor did he know what kind of fortune he had experienced. He only felt that the scenery he had once been unable to reach began to show him affection and love.。