Ye Qiu didn't immediately set out to continue looking for the way back. He saw the starry sky and was deeply captivated by it; Ye Qiu lay down and began to savor this magical scene.
Even though he had been busy all day, Ye Qiu didn't feel a hint of hunger or thirst. He began to speculate that this wasn't the real world, at least not the world he lived in. Ye Qiu relaxed, even if only for a moment, he wanted to escape this cruel world.
It was as if the world had only himself left; Ye Qiu felt he could sense every movement in this world, snowflakes falling, the sound of the wind blowing...
"Is there really no one else in this world?" Ye Qiu muttered to himself as he lay in the snow.
Slowly, it seemed as though Ye Qiu immersed himself in this world; he started to feel that it didn't matter if he returned or not. After all, there was nothing he absolutely had to do, and no one was waiting for him...
Just as Ye Qiu was thinking this, tears began to flow uncontrollably again...
