Ashan is a person without memory. When he woke up, "Stars never rest, thoughts never stop" were engraved on his palm, and a child named Xing followed beside him. They didn't know where they were going, they just knew they were going west.
In the beacon fire at Jiayuguan, he touched the charcoal sticks left by Mo Li; at the bottom of the Weishui River, the wooden tablet of Zhang Yannian, a garrison of the Han Dynasty, surfaced, with only four words: "Goodbye, don't miss me"; he embedded a stone in the palm of the reclining Buddha at the Zhangye Grand Buddha Temple, and the Buddha opened his eyes and said: "We're here"; the Thirty-Three Heavenly Stone in the Mati Temple In the cave, Mo Li's phantom left the word "waiting for you"; deep in the Qilian Glacier, a drop of tears from a thousand years ago melted into his palm; in the center of Qinghai Lake, Xing completed a hundred turns of the prayer wheel alone, with the phantoms of people who had been waiting for him helping him; in the mirror of Chaka Salt Lake, he saw another version of himself and whispered: "I am here."
Six stars light up in sequence. But the person he was waiting for never showed up.
The man in gray robe took away his memory of "Echo", and he forgot the face that was exactly like his own, and the words "I am here". He became a blank, remembering only one name - Xing.
They walked through the Gobi, the snow-capped mountains, the salt lake, and Guancheng. Everywhere I went, the light marks on my chest would feel hot, as if someone was knocking on the door inside.
Until he walked into the murals of Mogao Grottoes and saw the man who looked exactly like himself under the tree.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time." She said, "Longer than you remember, longer than the road you have walked, and heavier than the years you have forgotten."
At that moment he understood——
The person he is waiting for is himself. And the person waiting for him has been waiting for a thousand years.
