The sound of footsteps outside the window comes from far to near,
Like a drum in my heart, heavy and stable
The sound becomes clearer and clearer,
Knock on the door first, no answer
Knock again, still no response
The people outside the door seemed to sigh and gradually became silent.
"Maybe he's gone," she guessed, the sound of her heartbeat gradually becoming steady.
She raised her head and looked out the window, surprised
It's the solitary traveler who is no longer polite.
She broke the window and entered
Intention: to step out bravely