"Xiaoqi, I'm leaving." Fu Tianji found himself by the seaside.
"We just became friends, why do you have to leave?" Xiaoqi's grip tightened, and his eyes were full of sadness.
"I need to find someone, someone very important to me," Fu Tianji said.
"Then I'll go with you, I can help you find them," Xiaoqi immediately said.
Fu Tianji looked at Xiaoqi's small stature, and those frail arms and legs, then shook his head: "You should stay where you belong."
Saying so, Fu Tianji stood up, glanced around, chose a direction, and started walking.
He didn't know where he was headed, nor who he was searching for, but a strong conviction inside urged him to find that person.
Xiaoqi, silent, followed behind Fu Tianji, the larger and smaller figures walking along the beach, the morning light reflected on the shimmering waves, casting a dawn gloss over their forms.
"Go back, my path is too dangerous for you," Fu Tianji turned to look at Xiaoqi.
