In the traditions of Great Chu, during the Mid-Autumn Festival, a girl should give a Mid-Autumn sachet to her betrothed, symbolizing a wish for lifelong reunion and completeness.
Qin San Lang heard her footsteps, and his lips curled into a smile. Upon turning to see her and the sachet she handed over, his smile deepened, his eyes sparkled, enveloping him in a gentle and warm glow.
"Xiao Yu," he said, taking a few steps forward, getting quite close to her, and looking down at her, "I've been so busy lately that I haven't had time to come back and see you. Please don't be mad."
Gu Jinli laughed, looking up at him, "Haven't you come back to see me? Didn't you just come back to see me on the ninth night?"
Qin San Lang shook his head, "That was too rushed, it doesn't count. We need to sit down and have a meal together, chat properly for it to count."
