He knew she had saved him again.
After they stopped singing, the giant panda and the girl slowly walked towards him.
He lowered his head and looked away. The giant panda suddenly stretched out its black paw and handed it to him. He looked up and saw the golden mangoes from last night. He was speechless for a moment and stared blankly at the huge panda.
"..."
"It's called mourning." The girl said to him.
"Mourning." He tentatively stretched out his hand to touch the giant panda. Through the soft fur, a warmth spread into his body. What a sad name.
"What's your name?" The girl asked him coldly.
He stared at her for a long time without responding.
"Are you going to refuse to answer your savior's questions?"
"Gaara of Sand Falls." He was silent for a while, "What's your name?"
"Li."
The wind blows, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers, a faint smell of chrysanthemums.