Oh, the moon is out, shining so brightly
Thinking of my elder brother deep in the mountains
Brother is like the moon, wandering in the sky, oh brother, oh brother
The small river beneath the mountain flows leisurely---Oh~~~
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Qing Yi's voice was high. Her song, carried by snowflakes, swirled around Su Luo's ear, as if she was transported back to the carefree days in South Border.
Under the same sky, if she looked up, she should be able to see the same moon as Jiang Shu, right?
In the end, Qing Yi became drunk after all; her alcohol tolerance wasn't as good as she had imagined.
Xiaohei's cheeks were flushed red, his eyes foggy. Xingxing collapsed directly on the table, mumbling incoherently.
Only Jiang Yang remained relatively sober. Even though his cheeks had two spots of red, his eyes remained clear, watching Qing Yi intently, deep in thought.
This was the sight Su Luo saw when she came back from admiring the snow.