Legend of the Embroiderer

In the deep and vast forest of the new world, Su Mengyao shuttled through it like a nimble deer.

Her steps were as light as a dancing fairy, but also seemed a little hurried, as if driven by some invisible force.

With every step she took, her heart, beating rapidly due to nervousness and excitement, also emitted a strong rhythmic sound.

The warm sunlight penetrated the layers of treetops and turned into golden beams of light, which sprinkled on her light blue dress like fine golden sand, adding a bit of mysterious and charming brilliance to it.

At this moment, Su Mengyao's gaze did not linger on the beautiful interweaving of light and shadow, but looked straight into the distance, her eyes flashing with a strong desire for the unknown world and deep confusion about the way back home.

It was on this land full of exotic colors that Su Mengyao unexpectedly discovered a unique herb that she had never seen before by chance.

According to ancient legends, this grass possesses magical powers. It can not only stabilize the violent fluctuations caused by traveling through time and space, but also serve as a solid bridge connecting the past and the present.

So, when Su Mengyao saw this herb emitting a faint glow for the first time, an irrepressible excitement surged in her heart.

At this moment, she stood quietly under an ancient banyan tree that had experienced the vicissitudes of time, carefully holding the extremely precious herb in her palm, gently stroking and playing with it.

The faint light emitted by the herb was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, illuminating Su Mengyao's slightly pale but still beautiful face.

She bit her lower lip tightly, frowning slightly, her heart filled with doubts and uneasiness:

"Could it be that... relying solely on this method can really allow me to successfully return to the home I long for?"

She murmured softly, and her originally clear and pleasant voice now had a barely perceptible tremor due to her uneasiness.

At this moment, accompanied by the rustling sound of leaves blown by the wind, a mysterious old man in a black robe and with a slightly hunched figure slowly walked out from the dense shadows of the trees like a ghost.

His weather-beaten face was like ancient bark, covered with deep and shallow marks left by the passing of time.

In sharp contrast, his eyes were as deep as the sea, with wisdom flashing in them from time to time, as if they could see through the mysteries of all things in the world.

"The secrets of time and space are not so easily mastered, little girl."

The old man's voice was deep and rich, as if it came from deep underground, carrying an irresistible power.

His gaze seemed to penetrate Su Mengyao's heart directly, making her shiver involuntarily.

Hearing the old man's words, Su Mengyao felt her heart beat suddenly, and a strong wave of emotion instantly surged into her heart.

She was extremely surprised that she might find the way home, and her deep attachment to her hometown and familiar environment swept over her like a tide at this moment.

She couldn't help but feel fear. After all, this journey home might be filled with countless unknown difficulties, obstacles and potential crises.

Su Mengyao's mind was filled with a variety of complex emotions. She longed for that distant modern world with its warm family, convenient technology, and comfortable life.

This brand new world also brought her many new experiences that she had never experienced before. The people, scenery and even culture here made it difficult for her to leave.

Moreover, facing the confusing unknown ahead, she really didn't know whether she really had the courage to take that crucial step.

The old man stared at Su Mengyao quietly, taking in all the changes in her expression.

A hint of imperceptible sympathy suddenly flashed across his originally calm eyes.

"My child, you must know that every choice comes with a corresponding price. The same is true for the path before you now. You must think carefully about whether you are willing to bear all this."

The old man's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Su Mengyao's already confused heart again and again.

Su Mengyao took a deep breath, as if she wanted to inhale all the air around her into her lungs.

She clearly realized that she was standing at a crucial crossroads of fate. After taking this step, every decision she made would most likely completely change the course of her future life.

She gently closed her eyes, trying to calm her restless heart.

The noisy voices and bustling sounds of the surroundings gradually became blurred until they completely disappeared.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, Su Mengyao slowly opened her eyes again.

At that moment, her eyes sparkled with a resolute light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

In the bustling market of this new world, Su Mengyao stood quietly among the bustling crowd.

People were rubbing shoulders with each other, laughter and joy were heard everywhere, and a dazzling array of goods were on display. However, despite being in such a bustling scene, Su Mengyao felt an indescribable sense of loneliness deep in her heart.

Her eyes swept across the strange yet familiar faces in front of her, and the sounds of hawking and cheerful laughter echoed in her ears.

However, her heart had already drifted away like a kite with a broken string, drifting to a distant place, the modern world that she once regarded as a warm harbor.

Su Mengyao's heart is filled with endless contradictions and entanglements. In this new world, she met many new friends, started a completely different new life, and even took on an unprecedented important mission.

Whenever night falls and everything is quiet, she always falls into dreams involuntarily.

The scenes in her dream were all about the hustle and bustle of the modern city, the flashing neon lights, and the voices and smiles of her very familiar relatives and friends.

"I already have a brand new life here, but where should the 'me' in the modern world go?" Su Mengyao asked herself silently in her heart, her voice so soft that only she could hear it, and there was a slight, barely perceptible tremor in it.

Her friend was a close friend she met in this mysterious and novel new world.

At this moment, this close friend keenly sensed the hesitation and uneasiness deep in her heart, so she asked in a gentle but caring voice, "Dear, do you really want to give up everything here?"