Fang Chuning lay on the rooftop, admiring the moonlight. The moon is fullest in his hometown. Though he had only been in Mudan City for a few days, he already missed the Capital City, missed Ningzhou. In truth, he missed Ningzhou more. The happiest and most tortured days of his life were all in Ningzhou. He had seen his brothers die on the battlefield, overwhelmed by grief. When he first felt the stirrings of love, he suddenly realized that his fondness for one person had transformed in quality. It was not mere brotherly affection, a realization that came to him much later.
He felt sweet joy from Xie Jue's smile, like a wild horse running on the grassland. He was restless and unable to eat or sleep due to Xie Jue's anger, and his heart would pound uneasily whenever he evaded him. Those times were both painful and sweet for him; he wished time would slow down, occasionally deluding himself into thinking they could last forever.
