Instead, they walked slowly to the door, arm in arm, chatting idly.
"Tonight's sky is really beautiful."
"Right? The weather's good, there's not a single cloud in the sky, and the stars are shining so bright, it really is beautiful."
"Pity there's no moon. Oh, right, why isn't there a moon?"
"Haha, because it's New Year's Eve. There's no moon on New Year's Eve."
"Why's that?"
"Well, you see, on the lunar calendar, New Year's Eve is the thirtieth day of the twelfth month, and on this day..."
"Wow, you know so much. Hey, with all the songs you've written, do you have any about the moon?"
"The moon? Of course, I do!"
"Really? Sing a bit for me, I want to hear!"
"Okay, I'll sing a few lines."
It wasn't often that Xu Qingqiu showed such a girlish side. He felt like he finally tasted the sweet flavor of love. The key was that it was intoxicating.
