Ning Que looked down the street, the buildings on both sides of the street were the same buildings made from yellow sandy soil that remained from previous days. These buildings turned into loess after being blown by the wind for a long time.
Back in those days, he played a hand game called Yindang Quan with others at the guest house, and Sangsang became the referee. Both of them would usually win silver coins, and left the guest house together. He would walk with both his hands behind his back while Sangsang who was carrying a wine pot and roasted chicken, struggling to catch up with his pace. At that time, both of them were stepping on the yellow sandy soil.
After several years, the guest house was broken, his old friends were gone and the yellow sandy soil turned into blood. Ning Que was stepping on the blood now and those are his old friends' blood but those were also the blood of his many other old friends.