On a full moon night, the faint moonlight fills the small building in another world. She was sitting alone in the courtyard, with a pot of sake and a pair of jade bottles on the stone table.
The white gauze that was slightly blown by the wind seemed to reveal the owner's unspoken anxiety.
She just sat quietly like that for who knows how long.
Until she couldn't hide the helplessness in her eyes, she waved her long sleeves and the table was empty.
She looked up and saw the bright moon in the sky. She was lost for a moment, still confused.
In the blink of an eye, winter was approaching, and she stood alone at the door of a small house in another world. There was a withered yellow patch in front of the door, and the ground was desolate. The howling cold wind revealed the loneliness in her chest. She stretched out her hands to grab something, but only the west wind blew.
There seemed to be the sound of horse hooves in the distance. She held her breath and listened, but the sound was even less clear. She smiled mockingly and sighed softly.
Caressing through the fleeting dreams, they are all delusions.
After she woke up, closing her eyes was nothingness, and opening her eyes was a virtual state. There was a dull pain between his eyebrows, as if it was a reminder or a warning.
She seemed to be having a long dream. In the dream, she couldn't see clearly and her hearing was hazy. The more she wanted to catch him, the farther away she became.
In the darkness, she is the only place that is light, warmth and salvation.