Suddenly, a figure flashed through my mind, but I still couldn't make out his face.

"Brother Yu, did you used to pat my head often?"

He shook his head: "No!"

I found it strange; where did that sense of familiarity come from, and who was that man?

Okra!

"Um!"

He suddenly called me, his eyes very serious and earnest.

"What's wrong?"

"if……"

What would you do if you found out I lied someday?

Without thinking, I said, "Brother Yu, you're so good to me!"

"If you're going to lie, it must be a lie that's absolutely necessary!"

He was clearly delighted to hear me say that, his eyes sparkling with a rainbow of light: "I'm so happy that you think that way!"

"Brother Yu, once I find the real culprit and everything settles down, you can go do what you want to do!"

"What I want to do is stay with you!" he muttered to himself.

At that time, I didn't know that finding the real culprit was not the end, but the beginning of the story.

Without my persistence, I might have lived my whole life in a daze in this fictional era.

Meeting is lucky, but not meeting is also lucky.

...

Because of the yellow sand, Ye Lisheng and the others were unable to advance for a long time.

I was getting impatient and wanted to go and meet them myself.

Not a single green plant could be seen amidst the endless yellow sand, but a red figure could be vaguely seen flitting about.

The sun overhead selflessly radiated its light and heat, making my back feel like it was being roasted over a fire.

I think I'll be tanned a lot when I get back.

The sun was scorching hot. Standing atop the sand dune and gazing at the endless expanse of yellow sand, I felt I had acted rashly.