They had lunch at the old house at noon, and Wang Cuilan ate alone at home in the evening.
Well, alone.
Her younger sister Wang Cuixiang wanted to come and accompany her, but it was Mid-Autumn Festival after all.
Wang Cuilan sent her back home to accompany her father.
Well, mainly because Wang Cuilan was worried that the people from the first house would plot against her father, and she was worried, so she asked her sister Wang Cuixiang to go back and look after him.
Be careful of the first wife’s mischief.
After all, it would be bad if something happened on such a happy occasion.
Although the moon is fullest on the 16th.
But that depends on what you compare it to.
Wang Cuilan felt that the moon was particularly round and bright tonight.
The moonlight is bright and hazy, as if covering everything with a veil, making everything vague and unclear.
It's as beautiful as a dream.
Looking at this scene, Wang Cuilan inevitably thought of the past.
Those days when I was with Xie Zheng.
In her previous life, Wang Cuilan and Xie Zheng had been married for fifteen years, almost sixteen.
For such a long time, Wang Cuilan and Xie Zheng had very little time to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival together.
Given the nature of Xie Zheng's work, Wang Cuilan knew from the moment she married him that it would be impossible for him to always be by his wife's side like other husbands.
She was also prepared to bear everything on her own.
But every time during holidays, I can’t help but feel sad when I see couples celebrating the holidays together happily and sweetly.
I don’t know why, but later on she didn’t like celebrating festivals very much.
I have no expectations for the holidays.
It was 1985, the tenth year of my marriage with Xie Zheng.
Like previous years, Wang Cuilan had no expectations for the Mid-Autumn Festival.
As usual, I got home from get off work and when I opened the door, I saw a big bouquet of flowers on the table.
The man who shouldn't be at home was busy cooking in the kitchen with an apron on.
At that moment, Wang Cuilan's heart felt softer than ever before, and she was so moved that she wanted to cry.
She walked up to him, hugged him tightly from behind, and then kissed him.
After that, it was out of control. They tried everything from the kitchen to the living room to the bedroom.
Unprecedented madness, as if using up every last bit of strength.
In a daze, Wang Cuilan opened her eyes and saw the moonlight that night.
Bright and clear, just like tonight.
The scenery evokes emotions, and the objects make me think of people.
Looking at the bright moonlight, Wang Cuilan's mind unconsciously appeared the figure of Xie Zheng.
At this moment, Wang Cuilan finally had to admit that she still had Xie Zheng in her heart.
Even though she had decided to say goodbye to Xie Zheng.
Wang Cuilan was looking at the moonlight and thinking about Xie Zheng. Under the same starry sky, Xie Zheng was also thinking about Wang Cuilan.
In a hotel in Gangcheng, Zhou Qingming found Xie Zheng on the balcony looking at the stars. He casually threw a bottle of soda to him and asked, "Why are you here? Why didn't you go out with Lao Wu and the others?"
Xie Zheng reached out to take the soda that flew towards him and said calmly, "Lao Wu and the others are going out to buy things for others. I don't need them, so why should I follow them?"
Zhou Qingming clicked his tongue and opened the soda bottle roughly.
The bottle suddenly made a hissing sound, and bubbles popped out.
Zhou Qingming gave a thank you, took a few steps back, and stretched his arms slightly forward.
After the soda bottle in his hand finally stopped bubbling, he raised his hand and took a big sip, sighing, "This soda is so damn hard to drink. I almost got soaked."
"But it tastes really good! No wonder it's so expensive."
Zhou Qingming smacked his lips, feeling a bit of aftertaste.
He tilted his head back and gulped down several more mouthfuls.
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