Dream
The scorching sun in midsummer passes through the branches and thick leaves of the old banyan tree, casting a shadow. Under the shade, Lin Rongya, lying on a bamboo rocking chair, was taking a nap.
Fang Silin came out of the kitchen with a big round watermelon in her arms. She looked at the person lying on the rocking chair and called Aya softly, but Aya didn't reply to her. So when she got closer, she took a look at Aya's fluttering eyelashes, and knew in her heart that her Aya was pretending to sleep again.
So she turned around and put the watermelon on the table, picked up the knife on the table, and prepared to cut the watermelon.
With the knife in hand, the watermelon burst open with a crisp sound. It has red flesh and thin skin. This melon is so beautiful.
"Ah Ya, the watermelon I bought today is so beautiful, it looks very sweet."
Fang Silin said happily as he cut the watermelon into several pieces, then picked one piece with fewer seeds and prepared to give it to Aya.
But when she turned around, there was no Aya in the rocking chair, only the rocking chair that was still rocking gently.
She looked around with the watermelon, but Aya was nowhere to be seen.
She called Aya again and again, but no one responded...
Concept: Love is so beautiful, why should we be shackles of thoughts?