Grandma is the last person to live in the village. Every night I carry a green and white lantern and go out. When I come back when the cock crows, my sleeves are exposed and my face becomes paler every time. I thought she was rescuing people. Until that night, I followed her, knelt in front of the deserted grave, and heard her say one word in my voice——
"Okay."
One word changed me ten years.
But early the next morning, she sat in front of the stove and asked me: "Who are you?"
Intention: The long night is not over yet, the person holding the lamp is already moving forward