"When spring comes and a hundred flowers bloom, a branch, a leaf, a dewy moss. A gentle breeze, a full moon, worldly affairs, people come, people go, speaking of past events... Is it like this?" Li Xueyi softly murmured.
"Miss has great talent; it is exactly like that!" Lin Xiaosu replied.
"This isn't my talent, this poem was written by my brother. He's a maverick in the Bridge Realm, and his greatest dream is to one day stand on the ground and see for himself the wondrous human scene depicted in books where heaven and earth celebrate together."
Lin Xiaosu smiled softly, without answering.
His heart answered for him.
Someone from the Bridge Realm, someone longing for the human world.
The greatest dream, to someday stand on the ground and see heaven and earth celebrate together?
However, do you know that when you truly stand on the ground, you won't see heaven and earth celebrating together.
At that time, what you call the human world, is not how you describe it?
