The stars were as brilliant as before, a few cicadas chirped in the night, and the flames danced, making a small area of the world red in the forest. They finally gathered together and sat around the fire, talking and laughing.
He "mockered" his so-called justice, and he responded to his "mockery" with a slight smile. He sat with them and had a task waiting for them tomorrow. The shadow of the trees, the night, the light of the fire, the young man, the promise to go on together. Everything has gone back, there is no haze in the heart, no hatred, they are just the most dazzling youth war group on the Lausanne continent.
In the center of the Nine Sky Cloud Pond, a rosette rotates slowly. In the heart of the lotus, a figure floats. Spiritual energy rises. His brows are peaceful and his lips are smiling. He is dreaming back to that time that cannot be returned.