C145 She Was a Bit Regretful.

At night, the bright moon hung high in the sky. Su Zijin was sitting on the table outside the yard. The cold wind blew past her but she didn’t feel cold.

It was late September and it was already late autumn. It was cold at night and she was lost in her thoughts. She didn’t notice the cold.

Today, she was too talkative. She suddenly remembered what the Flower Moon Festival was like