Chapter 3: Distant Thoughts
Narrator: The threads of various colors were placed in a row. I picked out the silver one and embroidered a moon on the sachet.
Narrator: Watching the moon together always makes people feel happy.
Narrator: The moon was like a thin smile. There were not many visitors, so Baishuo and I often watched the moon in the courtyard.
Narrator: A light fragrance from the osmanthus tree permeated.
Narrator: Most of the time, the moon waned.
Narrator: Finally, the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, but it was a full moon with regrets.
Narrator: As Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the situation on the frontlines became tense. Cloudcrest was under the clouds of war.
Narrator: As a lord, my father was going to lead the troops to the battle. People let me perform the Mid-Autumn Festival ceremony.
Narrator: Before leaving, he put aside his government affairs to talk to me.
Cloudcrest Lord: I have orders from Cloud Capital. But it's your first time performing a ceremony. I'm not going to miss it.
Cloudcrest Lord: I'm a seasoned soldier. Don't worry, I will come back before the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Cloudcrest Lord: Prepare some wine in the courtyard then and let's play drinking games under the moonlight. Haha, you won't win.
Narrator: Perhaps to keep me from worrying, he said those words in a cheerful tone.
Choose "Are you worried about your father?"
You: Are you worried about your father?
Narrator: Even the greatest general will not always be strong. He has wrinkles and his hair has begun to turn white.
Narrator: I knew he often saw a physician secretly to ease the pain of his wounds from the wars.
Narrator: He has always been like this. I'm knowledgeable in the field of medicine, but he has never talked to me about his scars.
Narrator: I've kept taking notes about his injuries when studying medicine. But he always said he was fine.
Qingyue: Take care of yourself, Father. If you get wounded, you must rest. Don't force yourself.
Narrator: There will be a Mid-Autumn Festival every year, and there will always be a chance to watch the ceremony.
Narrator: He smiled and patted my head, as if I were a little girl.
Narrator: That day, the Cloud troops departed overnight.
Narrator: I watched my father in heavy armor riding away into the distance.
Narrator: Since then, Jade often talked to me. Her father was also away from home, so she regarded me as a close friend.
Jade: Lady Qingyue, I heard the Cloud troops were victorious the other day!
Narrator: She brought me the latest battlefield report and drew a red circle on the map.
Jade: When the marching route is filled with red circles, my Lord will return.
Qingyue: After the Pigeon troops are driven away, the post will be lively again, and you will receive letters from your father.
Narrator: When Jade heard that, her eyes shone with anticipation.
Choose "Why not check your father's situation in the moonlight?"
You: Why not check your father's situation in the moonlight?
Narrator: I can convey wistfulness for others, but I can't sense the person I miss.
Narrator: Only through the news from the troops could I know where my father has been and whether he has won battles.
Narrator: I used to convey wistfulness on people's behalf, thinking that it would comfort them.
Narrator: Now I knew the wistfulness will not disappear even if I have conveyed it. It's because of the deep bonds in one's heart.
Narrator: Jade would still dream about her father at midnight. And I would still worry about my father even if he has won many battles.
Narrator: Wistfulness will never disappear.
Narrator: The wistfulness loomed over everyone in Cloudcrest like the moonlight every night.
