Early the next morning, when Zhang Tie first woke up, he had forgotten about the look of that girl whom he encountered in the Herb Valley last night.
What he could only remember was her red skirt, her flute, and her fairy-like figure that flew away above the shadows of the trees.
He didn't mean to forget that, but because he kept thinking about her since he came back last night. He kept thinking about her hair, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, and the other details of her. As a result, Zhang Tie abruptly felt panic as he could not remember her look any more.
She became a shadow, a symbol and a frame that was deeply impressed in his mind.
