Moonlight enters the river
The star-sand desert was lit up for a moment, as if it was the first aurora resonance in the desert in thousands of years.
At the age of sixty-five, Gu Xiao finally found the tree of obsession from back then.
"Are you the one who's been waiting for me?"
She was trembling, her tone full of confusion and helplessness. Her body was trembling, her vision was blurry, her breathing was rapid, and she was covering her chest and unable to speak clearly:
"Did you know... I have been looking for you for fifty-nine years..."
"Did you know that... I have repeatedly traveled through time... All I got in exchange was nothing..."
Keshu didn't reply
Keshu just went through it over and over again
The mood of spring, the hum of summer, the sadness of autumn, the silence of winter
"Please... Respond to me..."
The old man cried, not believing that his old friend was just a spiritual tree in the end.
"Didn't you say you were waiting for me? It's half a century..."
The spirit tree does not turn back, it just gathers strength and repeats the process just now. In the eyes of people, the spirit tree becomes bigger every time, and the world above it also becomes wider every time.
Soon, Gu Xiao's feet shook, and a carved stone statue of a young man slowly rose up from the crack in the earth.
He was majestic, kind-faced, and wearing a bamboo hat. He could hear her words, but he could only watch her praying over and over again.
Because everyone has a different journey and never returns to the same destination, the young man listened to the old woman's lonely night's talk. Slowly opening and closing eyes, lips moving slightly
"It turns out this is just my obsession, Lord Lingshu"
The old woman's eyes were empty, and she found that her chivalrous spirit had disappeared, and she discovered that there were only a few lines of the source of the Wu River that could not be penetrated behind her.
River, desert, trees
Shine with them, turn to ashes and dissipate instantly
However, twenty years later, when someone told this story again, people regarded it as a fabricated legend to please children.
Only when things have been experienced personally can people feel they are real.
If you have not experienced it, no matter how you mention it to others, it will only give them more perspective.
Purpose: Firm belief in materialist dialectics