"Yes, I am."
"That star ... Is there anything special about it?"
The old turtle thought for a moment, and the image of the star appeared in his mind. He was a little frightened, and after a long time, he said,""There's nothing special about it. It's just ... A little bright, and a little illusory, as if it doesn't exist in this world. It's like it's flowing ..."
Hong Mu added,"if you ask me, time is like an arrow. A white stallion flies past a crack. That kind of awkwardness. Just one look at it feels like a thousand years."
"Is it man-made?" Li Hao asked solemnly.
The two of them were stunned.
The old turtle shook his head and said,""I'm not sure! It's hard to judge. In our minds, we only took a glance ... Right, I ... I think that the star is half illusory and half real. It's a little strange ..."
Li Hao's mind was full of thoughts.
The White foal flew past the crack, half illusory and half real.
The stars ... Were bright ...
