The moon rises and falls, clouds gather and disperse. As the long night passes, the dawn breaks. When the sun climbs to midday, the sky becomes bright and clear. Glimmering waves sparkle on the small lake, while the thin curtains let in the bright sunlight.
Inside the tent, Xiulote and Alisa, wrapped in each other's embrace, finally woke up together. They gazed into each other's eyes, and all the long-standing gaps and worldly estrangement dissolved in the honest intertwining of the moonlit night. A moment later, Alisa blushed first. She reached out her fair hand and covered Xiulote's eyes.
"Xiulote, it's all your fault! It's already noon!... You're just like a busy bee, always full of energy, driving people crazy!..."
"Uh... it was clearly you who kept insisting..."
"Ah! You're not allowed to talk! Help me get dressed, keep your hands proper! Help me comb and tie my hair, it's so long and always gets crushed by you... Oh, and bring some fruit gum for me to chew on..."
