63: C63 Yearning so Much Pain

C63 Yearning so Much Pain

On the Mid-Autumn Night, Mu Family was a rare sight.1

After dinner, everyone prepared the sacrificial month. First, they moved the table to the brightest place in the courtyard, where they could see the moon. They spread out a tablecloth embroidered with the design of the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, set up a large fragrant table, put on mooncakes, grapefruit, watermelon and other tributes, and waited for the moon to rise.

After paying respects to the moon,, the manager mistress, cut open the full moon cake. Shen Jingli did not understand the customs here, so he directly divided the cake into groups based on the number of people present. When Nanny Jin and Lee Qi received the moon cake, they widened their eyes in shock, their mouths opened slightly like a comical wooden person, teasing Shen Jingli.

"How many years have we not had the Mid-Autumn Festival?" Xu Yanlin poured a cup of wine for Mu Chen and sighed emotionally.

"I don't remember." Mu Chen picked up a piece of mooncake and put it into his mouth. A sweet taste spread throughout his mouth.

Xu Yanlin stopped talking and started drinking. So what if he didn't remember? For the border soldiers, reuniting during the festive season would always be an endless desire and a difficult wish to achieve. They could only stand on the city wall and look at the bright full moon, more firmly protecting their country and their families.

After Mu Jin ate his mooncake, he made an appointment with Li Jian, and brought Lee Qi, Sister Tian and Xinmei to the town to see the lanterns. Seeing that there was nothing else to do, Nanny Jin returned to his house to continue his embroidery.

Shen Jingli moved a reclining chair and lay in the courtyard of Nanny Jin. Looking at the round and big moon, he couldn't help but think of his family members in the distant modern era. He thought of his grandfather who wholeheartedly studied the art of painting, the big sister who loved to worry, the second sister who always bullied him. Were you sad about his death?

As he thought about it, he suddenly felt very sad. He really wanted to drink a few cups of wine and get drunk.

Vaguely hearing someone recite a poem, Mu Chen pricked up his ears and snorted:

"Every holiday is a feast for the heart and soul... "Is that so?"

"No matter how disgraceful your relatives are, do you still miss every holiday? This is called human nature. " Xu Yanlin stood beside Mu Chen and looked at him through the fence in the next courtyard.

Shen Family?

Mu Chen scoffed, maybe Shen Jingli was missing someone, but definitely not someone from the Shen Family.

"Go and accompany sister-in-law. I'll also go into the town to take a look at the lanterns." Xu Yanlin patted Mu Chen's shoulder. The beautiful night was beautiful, so he should let a lover kiss me.

Mu Chen watched him leave before striding towards Shen Jingli.

"Who are you missing?"

Shen Jingli looked up at him, his eyebrows raised, and said: "Fourteen, come over and sit with me for a while."

Seeing that he was half awake and half in a daze, Mu Chen suddenly felt his heart ache. He took a chair from the next room and sat beside him.

"Fourteen, I want to drink some wine." He felt pain in his chest, so much pain.

"No." He rejected it without any hesitation.

"But I don't feel well. This place is very uncomfortable." He poked his chest, agitated.

Mu Chen held onto his hand with one hand and gently caressed his head with the other;

"Fourteenth, Mid-Autumn Festival is a reunion festival, reunion …"

Listening to him, Mu Chen felt that the sorrow in his eyes that could not be resolved, was like an endless pool of water. Sooner or later, his entire body would be submerged.

"I'm so glad you're here, Fourteen. "Otherwise, I would have already disappeared …"

Disappeared? What do you mean?

"Today, I feel a pain in my chest. A pain." He pointed at his left chest and said, "I miss home. I miss the old man, I miss big sister, and I miss second sister. I want to go back. If I die, I can go back. How good would that be …"

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