Wedge:
Gu Yibai woke up from his dream.
In the dream, the beautiful mother smiled and said, "Yier... Must not forget it."
In his dream, he nodded silently. Then he woke up.
I couldn't sleep at night, so I had to put on a purple shirt and go out.
"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles..." The watchman shouted, his voice hoarse, with a bit of vicissitudes of life.
As soon as Gu Yibai went out, he saw a monk.
The monk chased the pieces of rice paper eagerly.
Gu Yibai walked over, his tiny steps much faster than the monk. After a while, he picked up the papers in front of him.
"Master, your scripture." A pair of feet wearing white cloth shoes appeared in the monk's field of vision.
The monk raised his head in response, glanced at Gu Yibai, smiled lightly and said, "Almsgiver."
That smile seemed to embrace everything in the world.
While the scriptures were being handed over, Gu Yibai's hand lightly touched the monk.
The monk's indifferent eyes were stunned for a moment, and then he laughed again. After taking the sutra and sorting it hastily, he withdrew his hand.
However, Gu Yibai's extended hand was frozen there.
The monk turned around and disappeared into the night wearing a white monk's robe.
Conception: