"May we live long, and share the beauty of the moon even though we are thousands of miles apart. As long as Alvano is doing well, the two of you will meet again." Long Ji continued to pat Fusheng on the shoulder, tossing in a verse for comfort.
Fusheng raised his head and glanced through the window at the sky. Were he and Alvano really looking at the same moon?
They were separated by who knew how many star systems, and who knew how many moons.
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