C468 Something that has gone haywire something that you can't figure out

The shadow of the moon danced, bringing with it a faint fragrance.

The man under the moon descended into the tranquil room, the cloud boot quietly landed in front of the bed, reached out and tied up the swaying canopy, then leaned over to sit on the bedside. Under the moonlight, the man leaned over and sat on the bedside.

The woman's thin cheeks had become much thinner