C79 The Cinnamon Tree in the Wind

There seemed to be some light in the sky, a light that seemed to come from the direction of the warm sky, and I think I was dizzy with pleasure, for I did not even recognize the light of the moon, and now I thought I saw that the fairy who floated down from the distant palace of the moon, who was gently lingering in my arms, was not the rain.

"I want you, Tongyu, only this time," I said