Before she was sensible, she saw the man with a vaguely fairy face, dressed in a green shirt, standing far away from the wind. She was so fascinated by it that she couldn't recover for a long time.
Someone asked her if she wanted to stay in that place forever. She thought about it and shook her head.
Later, when she grew taller, almost half a child, she was sent somewhere else. That person would look back at her, condescendingly, with a blue shirt and a backlight, which was a little dark and unclear.
Someone asked her again if she wanted to stay there. She kept looking at the figure in the distance. After a while, she came back to her senses and shook her head.
Later, when she was able to participate in the grand ceremony of the gods, she was sent to that place again. The man in front of her had no smile on his face, his eyes were pale, and his blue shirt was windless.
This time, she didn't stay blank, she looked straight into his eyes, suddenly smiled, and shook her head again.
She saw him three times and shook her head three times, but only the last time did she really understand the impatience in his eyes.
Maybe there is someone watching you all the time.
That person is sad for you, happy for you, unable to eat for you, and looking dazed for you.
And you don't know.