Chapter 66

Later on, I grew up.

I followed my father, and we moved to a city by the sea.

There’s the ocean there.

There are the sunsets and evening glow my mother loved most, and the white sandy beaches.

Every night, he brings the urn out to bathe in the moonlight.

Sometimes, he even holds the urn under the moon.

Like a madman.

He dances.

And he plays my mother’s favorite song:

“If you have the time

Will you come and see me?

See how the heavy snow grows old

And how my eyes melt away

If you see me

Please turn around and be surprised again

Let the dust be sealed into the sea

I have never seen a village where the aurora appears

Nor have I seen anyone set off fireworks in the dead of night

The evening stars are like your eyes, killing and setting fires

You said nothing, the wild wind disturbed me…”

— *Mohe Ballroom*

Under the silvery moonlight.

In the haze, I seemed to see my mother when she was young.

Wearing a red dress, leaning happily in my father’s arms.

The smile on her face was the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen in my life.

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