She was waiting for something, or someone.
Waiting every day, in the house, in the wheat field, maybe even in sleep.
Her eyes are always looking towards the west unconsciously,
What does the West have? Chi Jing once searched. To the west of the village are some mountains, not high, but a very large group of mountains. Across these mountains lies a prosperous town. Chi Jing told Li Yuan this.
Not there. Li Yuan shook his head gently. Maybe what I'm waiting for is further west.
Chi Jing is on the road again.