Silence. The breeze stirred up sand and dust, but no one spoke. The girl in white slowly stood up. "Are you leaving me?" The voice was trembling. A figure wearing a green cloak on the ground trembled slightly and did not answer. "Liar... Liar... You are all liars!!" The girl in white bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling up in her eyes. The man in green cloak still didn't speak. "Mom!! Don't leave Yana behind... Don't..." The girl in white finally couldn't bear it any longer. She fell down and shook the man in the green cloak. She accidentally touched the arm that was not covered by the cloak. Although it was winter, the arm was unusually cold and had no warmth at all. The girl's hand suddenly shrank, and she stared blankly at the long-dead cloaked man. She fell to the ground, hugged her legs tightly, and started crying. "Ana... Follow me back to the temple..." The boy who came here without knowing the right time said in a low voice. The girl didn't answer. Just digging the soil with my hands. After a while, the girl stood up firmly and looked at the temperatureless body in the ground without saying a word. It's just that I have already made up my mind secretly in my heart. "Hanle, aren't you leaving yet?" The girl's faint voice brought the boy back from his depressed mood. "Well... Let's go."