Time has passed, and the dirt road by the river has turned into a cement road. The long slope is still the same long slope, winding upward. There is a tree on the slope. The sun shines and the green is still the same. Looking at the loneliness, Xiao Lin stepped forward, stood under the tree, and looked towards the end of the long slope - the direction of X's house... It was too far away and couldn't be seen, so naturally X wouldn't appear.
Xiao Lin noticed the tree and forgot about the human world - there were cicadas on the tree.