Mo Yuxin saw a city burning.
Su Yubing saw a mountain collapsing.
Another lantern showed the ocean under a blood-red moon.
Another showed a battlefield filled with corpses.
Another showed two women standing beneath a tree while snow fell around them.
Some scenes looked ancient.
Some looked almost familiar.
Some were completely impossible.
Su Yubing stared at the lanterns.
"Are these memories?"
Mo Yuxin shook her head.
"Maybe possibilities."
One lantern floated closer.
Inside it, a young Su Yubing was sitting alone beneath a tree.
She looked much younger.
She was crying.
A young Mo Yuxin was walking toward her.
Mo Yuxin in the lantern stopped.
She looked at Su Yubing.
Then she turned away.
Su Yubing's expression changed.
"That did not happen."
Mo Yuxin nodded.
"I know."
Another lantern appeared.
This time, the scene showed Mo Yuxin walking away while Su Yubing chased after her.
Another showed Su Yubing dying.
Another showed Mo Yuxin alone.
