The full moon is like a plate, and the stars are shining.
In two days, the modern Mid-Autumn Festival will be the modern Mid-Autumn Festival, but in this ancient time, there was no such festival.
Wen Xining sat alone in Juyingju's backyard, holding her chin to look at the moon and stars in the sky.
Her eyesight is extremely good, so good that she can see the osmanthus and rabbits on the full moon.
I just don’t know whether the osmanthus tree and the rabbit are true or not.
In fact, it was just some dark areas, but when people said that, everyone took it for granted. The more they looked, the more they looked, the more they looked like.
In fact, the truth of other things is the same.
Just like the golden beetle, Wen Xining decided this way, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this golden beetle was the modern beetle, that is, the modern person who traveled with her time.
She really wanted to find her, not for revenge, but just wanted to find someone who had a common language with her.
In this lonely world, if there is someone from the same place as you, that feeling is not something that Beitangshuo or Mu Lifeng can experience.
Wen Xining sighed and changed hands to hold his chin.
Looking at the moon's eyes, the deeper and deeper.
A gust of wind blew, lifting up her long hair that had reached her shoulders, with a slight chill.
Wen Xining hugged her shoulders and stood up. She sneaked out while Beitangshuo was asleep. It was time to go back, otherwise he would definitely be worried when he woke up and saw that he was not here.
When Wen Xining thought of Beitangshuo, his heart became extremely warm.
It was this man who found some sustenance in this lonely other world and added a lot of color to her life.
Turning slightly and about to leave, Wen Xining glanced at the corner of her eyes and suddenly saw a small figure looming under the moonlight on the rockery in front of her. The black clothes almost blended into the night. If it weren't for the fight.
Wen Xining didn't notice the moonlight on his face for a moment.
Chu Yan?
I saw him sitting on the tallest stone with his knees bent, holding his knees with his hands, pressing his chin against his knees, raising his head slightly, and his eyes were quietly looking at the moon in the sky.
The little face bathed in the moonlight is less cold and cool than the past, but more melancholy and sadness.
Such a curled-up figure looks so lonely and desolate.
Wen Xining stopped and his eyes became sore in an instant.
Is he thinking about homework too?
In her heart, Chu Yan is already her younger brother, but at the same time, she is also the most mysterious and hard for her to guess among so many people around her.
He was obviously just a ten-year-old child, but he always looked so cold and inaccessible;
He would go crazy on a thunderstorm night;
His black eyes would turn into gold and silver;
He knows how to read minds;
He will have a great healing technique;
He would even turn into a sword.
She was quite confused about all this, but Chu Yan did not take the initiative to tell her that she respected him and did not ask him.
Because she knew that if he really accepted himself, then one day he would tell her all this.
But subconsciously, she still hopes to learn more about him, his life experience and his past, because she hopes that her participation will be included in his future.
It turned out that he felt Wen Xining's breath. When he turned around, he saw that she was looking at him with soft light, just like the moon he had just watched, so warm and bright.
Wen Xining saw that he was discovered, immediately smiled, took a few steps forward, and leaped onto the stone slightly on the stone where Chu Yan was sitting, and then beside him in his surprised gaze.
Sit down.
With his head slightly turned, the smile on Wen Xining's face was still so gentle and beautiful.
"Xiao Yan, are you watching the moon here too?"
Chu Yan nodded but said nothing.
Wen Xining turned her head, looked up at the sky, and said slowly:
"My sister was watching the moon just now. There are two days left to be the full moon. In my hometown, the full moon on August 15th is also called the Mid-Autumn Festival. It was a very warm festival. On that night, the whole family was in the family.
They will all gather together, enjoy the moon while eating moon cakes, which is a very happy family joy.”
Speaking of this, Wen Xining turned around and looked at Chu Yan, seeing him looking at him with longing, and then asked in confusion:
"Mooncake? What is that?"
"Mooncake..."
Wen Xining's smile became even more intense, she tilted her head and thought for a while, then pointed to the moon and said:
"It's a round, flat cake that looks similar to the moon. It can contain a lot of delicious fillings, including fruits, egg yolks, bean paste, meat, lotus paste, etc. Anyway, the taste is
It's excellent."
Chu Yan's eyes fell on the moon again. After a long silence, he finally spoke:
"None of our family has seen the moon together, but we have seen it with my sister."
"Is your...dear sister?"
Wen Xining was very surprised that Chu Yan would take the initiative to mention his family, but was happy that he could take the lead and asked carefully.
Chu Yan nodded, but his black eyes that reflected a full moon were blurred.
"My father and mother have their own things to do and are very busy. So when I was young, my sister was always with me. She was five years older than me, gave in to me everything and gave me the best.
OK. Even though I was still young at that time, I remember many things clearly. I remember all the good things about my sister. I have sworn that when I grow up, I must be kind to her twice as much and do everything.
Give her the best things in the world."
Listening to Chu Yan's narration, Wen Xining didn't say anything because her intuition told her that something must have happened to Chu Yan's sister.
really……
Chu Yan's face looking at the moon was still calm, but there was a hint of sob in his voice.
"But before I could grow up, my sister left. She didn't give me the chance to repay her, so she left like that..."