Yin and Yang Are the Same Price, Remember to Give Change

At the end is a ray of sunshine, shining quietly on the face. It was a face with no signs of life, pale and quiet, like a film that had just been developed and had not had time to develop. Strangely, I don't feel sad. I just feel - light. It was like someone quietly turned off the gravity switch on my body. I lowered my head and saw that my body was still holding its position on the old battery car, and my phone showed 0%... And "I" have passed through the sunlight, like passing through a layer of mist. ——The junction of yin and yang·windless zone—— There is no wind and no dust here. There was just one extremely long corridor, flanked by one-way glass. On the other side of the glass are the people who reveled last night: They were yawning, with dark circles under their eyes, and only 10%...5%...1%... Of their mobile phone battery left... But still trying desperately to refresh a message that will never come. They can't see me. I stretched out my hand and my fingertips touched the glass, which was cold. A line of small words immediately appeared on the glass: "Yin and yang are the same price, no credit allowed."