The master in her dream coughed for a long time before stopping.
He pursed his lips and smiled suddenly.
"Little 21st, are you afraid being alone over there?
"Little girl, you are so bold. You must not be afraid, right?
"If you're afraid, appear to me in a dream. I miss you."
Xing Jiuan squatted in front of her master and looked up at him.
"Master, even if I'm not around, you have to take good care of yourself.
"Otherwise, I'll be sad."
Xing Jiuan stood up and walked away slowly, gradually leaving the scene.
It was a vast expanse of white outside. Xing Jiuan stretched out her hand, and snowflakes fell through it.
She didn't care.
She did not know when she would wake up from this dream, so she simply sat down.
Leaning against a tree, she closed her eyes and unknowingly fell asleep.
When she woke up again, someone was knocking on the door.