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After dinner, many villagers came to visit the wealthy family. The originally deserted home suddenly became lively. In the envy of the villagers, my mother happily handed cigarettes and tea to the villagers.

It was not until after ten o'clock that the villagers gradually left.

Yanzi helped Fugui clean the next room, and then said reluctantly: "You have been taking the car for so many days, so take a break early, and I'm going home too."

Fugui put on his clothes and said, "I'll give it to you."

The night in the mountain village is quiet, with trees and mountains under the moonlight, hazy and visible. Although it is early spring, the occasional breeze still carries the cold air.

Fugui looked at the swallows beside him, and a silver light shone on her weak body, revealing a kind of holiness. He had suppressed for a long time and didn't know where to start. He followed her footsteps silently and enjoyed this rare tranquility.

After a long time, Swallow stopped and looked at Fugui's eyes: "How are you doing in the army?"

A brief greeting made Fugui feel a long-lost concern. That kind of concern aroused a warm current in Fugui's heart. He stared at the swallow's eyes for a long time and nodded and said, "I'm very good. You have suffered all these years."

A bright spot flashed in the corner of the swallow's eyes, spinning in the moonlight. Finally, the bright spot rolled down on her fair face, gathering into crystal tears. Fugui gently wiped her away and hugged her emotionally: "Why are you crying, am I good about me?"

The swallow buried her face deeply in his arms. Fugui stroked her flowing long hair and the moonlight clearly frozen their figures in this warm moment. The air seemed to solidify, and the smell of happiness was everywhere.

After a long time, Yanzi murmured: "You finally got it done, and I didn't write your address when I wrote it. I thought you forgot me."

Fugui kissed her long hair deeply, and the long hair was filled with a strong fragrance. Through her flowing long hair, she saw the full moon hanging brightly in the cool night sky, the clear moonlight scattered gently.

The same moonlight, but the same mood.

I don’t know how many times, I stared at the full moon silently, dreaming of relying on the person I love, but at that time, only his lonely figure, lonely watching the round or shortening moon, silently looking at the photo, and taste the bitterness of lovesickness. Perhaps, only the moon can know the desolation in his heart, the helpless melancholy, and the thoughts of longing all the time.

Now, it is another full moon day, and I finally snuggled up with my beloved woman under the faint moonlight. There is no longer longing, no longer loneliness, all I have is happiness and warmth!

Fugui was completely intoxicated by this tranquility, feeling the warm body temperature emitted from the swallow. At this moment, his former heroic spirit gradually became tender, and that tenderness spread in his heart, gradually blurring his eyes, and the drops of hot tears rolled into his mouth, chewing out a sweet taste.

They hugged each other like this, under the quiet moonlight, in this quiet night.
Chapter completed!