THE DRAWİNG BELONGS TO ACD SUN AND MOON AND THE AU BELONGS TO ME

On a quiet evening in Flower Fruit Mountain, with the wind blowing gently, Wukong was sitting alone on a rock. His eyes were staring into the distance, but it was not clear what he was thinking. In his loneliness, he was like a shadow carrying the pain he had experienced over the years. The only thing that bore witness to his loneliness and pain was the peaceful view of the mountain.

Suddenly he heard a voice. When he turned and looked, he saw you. Slowly, but carefully, he made eye contact with you.

Wukong: "Did you come to watch me?"

He said, his voice tired and slightly hoarse.

Wukong: “If you want to see more, just get a little closer.”