After that, Yan Luoxi no longer talked with Aunt Lan. She personally prepared a dinner, and perhaps because she was in a foreign land, even the spices were different, the Chinese dishes she made tasted quite odd.
Aunt Lan, on the other hand, was very happy, saying it was the best meal she had ever had in her life.
After dinner, Yan Luoxi went to wash the dishes. Aunt Lan pulled her aside again to chat for a while and then took her upstairs to settle in. That night was peaceful, with Yan Luoxi lying on a strange bed, unable to sleep.
She tossed and turned, confirming she was utterly sleepless. She got up, grabbed a coat, and went to the window sill. The moonlight showered her with its clear glow. She lifted her head to look at the full moon hanging high in the sky, suddenly realizing today was the fifteenth.
