Everything above the Milky Way is mirrored and reversed below it, presented symmetrically without any discrepancy.
He sat down in the center, and the branches of the ancient tree gently landed on his shoulders. He reached out and gently stroked them, and the Milky Way gathered into his sleeves, brushing away a patch of starlight.
The starry river and water mirror in front of Him dispersed, and what was reflected in the mirror world was no longer Him, but an ancient archway with three sides and three gates.
A silver archway of unknown material stands upside down amidst the starry sky, with different patterns on its three gates changing from time to time.
Above the central door was a mass of pale ice and snow, from which dripped blood-red droplets.
On the left side of the door is a yin-yang symbol, surrounded by black mist.
Above the door on the right is a long staircase that stretches endlessly.
He slowly reached out, his fingers passing through the barrier between the world above the starry river and the world of the starry water mirror, immersing himself in the starry river, and finally gently touching the pale ice and snow in the center.
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The Green Vine Courtyard of Jingchen Mountain.
Babies grow up very quickly; they change every few days.
After several attempts and discovering that he indeed lacked the talent to be a stay-at-home dad, Shen Sanmei gloriously (and tragically) became a full-time older brother, beginning a life of taking care of the baby almost all day long.
Shen Sanmei certainly resisted, but the young boy, who was used to enduring hardship and was not used to it, reluctantly accepted the crying baby under the pleading gazes of the couple who had saved his life.
After a few times, the baby would stop crying and grin foolishly when it was in Chen Sanmei's arms.
In the cold, silent world of Samadhi, a little baby is stuffed in. The baby's babbling breaks the silence, and the milky aroma dispels the desolation of the night. The lively little life forcefully stuffs the world's clamor into his lifeless heart.
His mother left, his only source of warmth was taken away, and he was abandoned by his biological father and family.
Chen Sanmei felt that he was nothing more than snowflakes drifting in the wind, melting on the ground, silent and unnoticed, and that was his entire life.
But the little one in her arms was completely different from herself.
She herself was heading towards death, but she was heading towards the bright future with radiance.
Embracing the warmth in his arms, Shen Sanmei felt tender shoots sprout from his desolate and lifeless heart, and his boring life that was heading towards death took a sharp turn for the worse.
The stay-at-home brother was reluctant, yet he was also very responsible.
Watching the tender buds sprout into lush green seedlings.
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