The night before returning to the Wen Family, three women of different ages and experiences sat on the beach. The sky displayed a moon that waxed and waned like life itself, and at their feet were several opened bottles of wine. Each of them held a wineglass in hand, which seemed filled with moonlight or perhaps a wine even more splendid than the moonlight itself.
"A toast to our meeting, to Lin Ying's return to the stage, and to Ziceng's upcoming backpacking journey," Sister Mu said with three toasts in a row before downing her drink.
There was a hint of reluctance in Sister Mu's tone, which worried the others. Unlike the fully able-bodied Su Ziceng and Lin Ying, it was Sister Mu's destiny to stay in Mo City.
