Standing in a bizarre space of light and shadow, Mengyu and Ziqing looked around, trying to find any possible clues. This dream was unlike anything they had experienced before, with no clear path or obvious biological signs, only an ever-changing light and shadow and an indescribable mystery.
"Everything here is so unreal." Ziqing whispered, her voice echoing through the empty space, as if even her voice was distorted by this strange space.
Mengyu stepped forward and reached out to touch a floating light and shadow. As soon as his fingers touched, the light and shadow rippled like water waves, and immediately, more light and shadow came from all directions, enveloping him.
"Be careful!" Zi Qing screamed in surprise and was about to step forward, but was stopped by an invisible force. She could only watch as Mengyu was swallowed by light and shadow, and then the entire space instantly became pitch black.
Ziqing stood in the dark, anxiously calling Mengyu's name, but there was no response. She tried to use her mastery of dreams, but in this special space of light and shadow, her abilities seemed to fail.
Just as she felt hopeless, a faint light flashed in front of her. She cautiously approached and saw that it was a small ball of light that seemed to contain some kind of power. Ziqing stretched out her hand to touch it, and the ball of light suddenly burst out with dazzling light, enveloping her whole person.
At the same time, Mengyu opens his eyes in a bizarre world. He found himself standing on a bridge made of light, and the other end of the bridge disappeared into a cloud of light. He tried to turn back, only to find that he couldn't recall how he got here.
"It's a trial." A voice echoed across the bridge, with no source or direction.
Mengyu cautiously walked along the light bridge, carefully every step. Suddenly, he felt the bridge of light beneath his feet begin to shake, and a strong feeling of dizziness hit him. He stopped, took a deep breath, and tried to keep his balance.
"Test your courage and your determination." The sound sounded again, accompanied by the increasingly violent shaking of the light bridge.
Mengyu closed his eyes and focused his attention on his heart. He thought of Ziqing, of the realm of the galaxy, and of his original intention of embarking on this journey. Gradually, the vertigo began to subside, and the bridge of light stabilized.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself standing on the other side of the bridge, and in that light, something seemed to be waiting for him.
At the same time, Ziqing was guided by the ball of light and came to a space full of indicator symbols. Each symbol represents a possible direction, but she must choose the right path or risk getting lost in this dream.
She carefully observed the symbols, using her understanding of dreams to interpret them. Eventually, she chose a deceptively simple but meaningful symbol and moved in that direction.
Ziqing's journey is full of unknowns and dangers, but she is confident that she can find Mengyu and unravel the secrets of this dream together. And Mengyu, in this world composed of light and shadow, continues to explore and grow by itself.