The Wind Sweeps Across the Li River

“Xu Qingfeng, where do you live?” “I don’t know. I was here when I woke up.” “Can you see my mom?” Xu Yanhe pointed at Xu Qingyan. “There’s nothing there,” Xu Qingfeng said blankly. “Then do you think other people can see you?” Xu Yanhe asked, curious. “Probably not.” Xu Qingfeng didn’t understand what Xu Yanhe meant, but seeing someone had to go both ways, didn’t it? Xu Yanhe took Xu Qingfeng by the hand and led him over to Xu Qingyan. “Stop dawdling around here and go do your homework,” Xu Qingyan said, looking at Xu Yanhe. “Only I can see you.”