If time could go back, Jiang Qingyue would still put on wet pants on the night when her aunt was in pain during military training.
"Why are you wearing wet pants? Will your aunt take care of you if she is in pain?" Su Zhuozhi once again blamed the unknown little girl in front of him with a slight heartache.
"Because I want to see you." Jiang Qingyue smiled, and the smile was in her heart. After many years later, when she returned to the old city, she realized that all the moons in the old city also looked like you.