Then, she slowly turned to the second page.
The scene switched to a quiet forest, dotted with stars.
Under the night sky, the middle-aged man looked increasingly haggard, sitting alone by the fire with a scraggly beard, staring intently at the flames, lost in thought.
Next to him, a little girl covered in a tattered piece of clothing was curled up, sound asleep.
Lu Yaoyao looked at this picture, her eyes full of tenderness and pity, and couldn't help but reach out to touch the face of the middle-aged man.
When she turned to the third page, she found herself in a bustling human city.
On the dining table, there were many delicious foods: lotus pastries, sugar-steamed cheese, rice wine balls, mung bean cakes...
The little girl sat at the table, her eyes smiling into slits, seemingly happier than she had been in a long time, eating ravenously with crumbs at the corners of her mouth.
