Little Fish swam at the center of the moonlight, wrapped in a band of light, like a pupa in a chrysalis.
Specks of light sprinkled into its body, and the scars on Little Fish slowly vanished without a trace.
The band of light gently caressed Little Fish's head before slowly drifting into the distance.
Little Fish watched the band of light with yearning. At that moment, the moonlight became the most beautiful symbol in its heart.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
Jeff said suddenly.
"So beautiful you want to claim it for yourself."
Hearing this, Mo Ling paused.
"What do you mean?"
"It's nothing..."
Jeff fell silent again.
Before Mo Ling could process it, Little Fish turned its head and burrowed toward another membrane.
The beautiful moonlight gradually faded from the enveloping membrane.
'Where are we off to next?'
Mo Ling had expected another natural scene, but when Little Fish passed through the membrane, the sight before him plunged him into confusion.
