But, year after year, she no longer has anyone to share this moment with.
Suddenly, she feels regret. If she hadn't taken the wrong path back then, would she have the blessing to enjoy the happiness with her family today?
The late-night wind blows in from afar, carrying the scent of osmanthus flowers.
Liu Ya wraps her coat tighter around herself, walking alone under the moonlight...
Suddenly, a pair, big and small, catches her attention, Xiao An? Liu Ya quickly hides to the side.
"Auntie, why don't you tell Uncle that you've come." Loh Xiaoan, holding Jing Xianjun's hand, converses as they walk.
"He's so busy, so we won't disturb him." Jing Xianjun says gently, "Xiao An, are you happy tonight?"
Loh Xiaoan nods: "Happy. We watched the party and spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with Uncle."
"So, don't tell Uncle about this, alright?" Jing Xianjun says.
Loh Xiaoan frowns slightly, but agrees: "Okay."
