But what you see is the result, not the process.
What is happening now is the process.
That is the splendor created by life.
When most of the mountain forest was covered by flowers and grass.
Sui Yi opened her eyes.
What she saw was a boundless sea of flowers in the mountains and forests.
And the person standing right across the lake.
Her crescent white robe gathered gracefully, long waist-length black hair elegant and beautiful, standing gracefully, with one bare foot on a rock and the other slightly touching the stone behind, hands behind her back, watching her with such a nimble yet serene posture.
Between them was half a lake and a flower belt twisted from flowers, the background around them was all a sea of flowers.
The wind blew, and the fragrance of flowers wafted everywhere.
The two exchanged smiles.
"These flowers... Did you make them?" Miss Yan asked.
Sui Yi stood up, nodded, and as she adjusted her robe, she heard the other say.
"Very beautiful."
