First life: Beneath the banyan tree, a girl in a blue-green robe shyly asked, "Could... could you be my friend?" Her gentle words were like a breeze skimming across a lake, sending ripples through my heart. "Sure! Let's be best friends for life!" I blurted out without thinking. As I gazed at her suddenly radiant smile, it felt as if the light of a thousand suns had filled my heart, bright and warm.
Perhaps you'll never know the thousand-year vow I made that year, all because of you...
Second life: In the pavilion at the center of the lake, a breeze passed by. The girl dozing on the bench shivered slightly, and a heavy cloak was draped over her. Greedily soaking up the warmth and familiar scent left on the cloak, the girl murmured sleepily, "Qiu~"
Sigh, what am I supposed to do with you~
Third life: "The door's right there! Who climbs over their own balcony instead of using it?!" The girl huffed and turned away, not forgetting to mock him. The boy didn't take offense. He brought out the plate he'd been hiding behind his back, pointed at the piping-hot golden pastries, and smiled ingratiatingly. "Osmanthus pastries are a must for admiring the moon at the Mid-Autumn Festival. Try one, little sister!"
I hope that from now on, all your memories of the Mid-Autumn Festival will be of the times we spent admiring the moon together. So many, many times
