In the cave, Sima You Yue didn't even know what was happening outside.
Dry and full, that was the only thing she was feeling right now.
She sat cross-legged on the leaves with both hands on her knees, hands supporting her chin and stared directly on those tree creases.
"Creases oh creases, we're staring at one another, aren't you tired of it? If you're tired of it, why don't you just tell me straight, what kind of principles are you hiding in there?"
Endless silence.
Of course the tree creases wouldn't tell her what principles were in there, it didn't even know what principles it contained, because everyone would see it differently.
Actually it didn't blame her for being restless, because other than creases, there was nothing else there, but flowers wouldn't bloom even if she kept staring at the tree bark.
