In the dream, Lu Mengjie continued to run and with each step she took, the ground crumbled and fell until she found two different paths in front of her. What confused her the most was that the red string was divided into two, one for each path.
The first path was narrow while the other was broad. On each side was an endless abyss. She would probably fall for her death if she slipped.
It was a no-brainer. Anyone would have chosen the broad path especially when it was safer to walk on.
Just as she was about to take a step forward towards the wide road, a white butterfly flew in front of her and it flew towards the narrow trail.
Could this perhaps be a sign? She thought. White butterflies were usually a good sign. It always was.
In the end, Lu Mengjie decided to take the cramped trail. She was careful with every step. One wrong move, she would definitely fall to her death.
