After a simple farewell, he turned around and in an instant, a full palm of brilliant light burst forth — transcendence!
In the multiversal space-time axis, Feng Yi became the only light; this brilliant light was both the microscopic world and could reflect the vast and magnificent universe, like a God particle that is both narrowly and broadly immeasurable, coexisting with Feng Yi's endlessly extending thoughts in time and space.
"In his dreams, he appeared in the wind."
In reality, he stood at the dawn that pierced through the darkness.
A ray of light quietly shone on a delicate face, and the voice followed, "Qi'er, it's daylight, how long do you plan to sleep?"
"Li Xiang, Li Xiang..."
She murmured constantly Feng Yi's special nickname, waking up inexplicably... The cold wind's chill couldn't disturb the girl's fervent gaze.
"Li Xiang, is it you? Have you finally come to pick me up like in the letter? I've missed you so much."
