Qin Qi always had such a dream: it was so dark that he couldn't see the road ahead, so he walked and walked, and finally he could hear the sound of clear water and the sound of frogs by the grass pond, faintly mixed with a few calls of grasshoppers. The wind passed by his ears, and the whole body was filled with the fragrance of rice. He sniffed, but the sky was getting brighter now, and he could vaguely see a figure in the distance. As he got closer, he heard the person say: "Xiao Si'er, you're here!" He tried to open his eyes wide, but couldn't see the person's face clearly. He only knew that she had a short shoulder-length haircut.