During the Spring and Autumn Period, the lights of Chang'an Street, together with the old city that was wiped out by heaven's punishment, sank into the cracks of time. Thousands of years later, in the night sky of Jiajing in the Ming Dynasty, a suspended cube slowly rotated. What was caught by the flying eaves was not the flowing clouds, but a ray of old light sent from the Spring and Autumn Period.
Old friends reunite at the edge of the rift, and old friends forget who they are in this world. He walked around the world for a long time, wearing a wizard's hat and two green buns on his head. He didn't know that he was the person who would eventually return in the prophecy.
He split himself in two. Half of them stay in the cage, and half of them go into the world. On the day when Shuangyun reunited, there was a cage fence between the two halves, and they looked at each other as if they had been separated for three thousand years.
Three thousand years of wandering may just be to return to the starting point and catch a shadow that was exiled by one's own hands.
But the wind won't stay still forever. After the crack closes, it will open again. Because some stories have not yet been told, and some old friends are still waiting. Wait for that light to shine again, and wait for that old wind to blow back to its rightful place.
Intention: Forgetting is not the end, reunion is another form of return.