The Milky Way burned bright, and the moon hung low in the treetops. Lu Mingfei leaned against the window, looking out over the familiar city. The night was already deep, with almost no pedestrians on the streets and hardly any cars passing by. As he opened the window, a gentle breeze drifted into his embrace, and the curtains swayed slowly. The wind carried the scent of grass and the joyful chirping of insects, while the stars twinkled as if whispering a nighttime story to the sleepless teenager.
"Such moonlight—are you looking at it too?" Lu Mingfei murmured softly.
When he was very young, his parents left him behind and went abroad to pursue their grand project, leaving him all alone at Uncle and Aunt's house. Every letter they sent claimed that their research had reached a critical stage and they would definitely be back next time, but that "next time" always turned into yet another next time.
Chapter 38