Du Ze looked at the bright moon above the Elf Lake. The huge moon hung like a circle in the dark night sky. As a Chinese person, once I see the full moon, I always think of the fifteenth day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The time calculation method of the other world is somewhat different from that of the earth, so Du Ze can't be sure when the Mid-Autumn Festival is here.
Speaking of the Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to the moon cakes that foodies must miss, there is also the well-known legend - Chang'e flying to the moon.
"What are you thinking?"
A familiar aura surrounded him from behind, Du Ze was hugged by Xiu, the man kissed his hair and asked softly.
"A legend."
"Um?"
Xiu's slightly raised ending sounded to show that he was attentive. Du Ze considered the words for a while, and then began to explain the story of Mid-Autumn Festival and Chang'e flying to the moon to Xiu intermittently. In order to tell the story of Chang'e flying to the moon, Du Ze and Houyi shot the sun together. He made it a bit brief, because some concepts of celestial mythology had to be replaced. Houyi was set as the god of arrows, and Chang'e stealing the elixir turned into stealing Godhead, ascended to immortal to become god.
After listening to Houyi Shooting the Sun and Chang'e Flying to the Moon, Xiu pondered for a moment, then hugged Du Ze tightly: "Houyi likes Chang'e very much?"
Du Ze nodded. If he didn't like it, he wouldn't go to the Queen Mother of the West to get two elixir of immortality for Chang'e.
"Why didn't he catch up?"
"He can't catch up." Du Ze didn't know how to explain to Xiu, so he could only vaguely say: "There is only a god who can enter, and Hou Yi can't become a god."
"Chang'e stays on the moon forever, and Hou Yi finally died?"
"kindness."
Xiu was silent for a while, then concluded: "It's really stupid..."
Du Ze also felt that Chang'e really shouldn't have stolen the two immortal medicines from the descendants.
Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart is blue and blue.
Xiu buried his head in Du Ze's shoulder, his eyes so deep that no light could shine through.
It's so stupid, the arrow god named Hou Yi.
Since he has the power to hit the sun, why not destroy the moon
If you can't keep the other person any longer, then simply pull the person who will leave him and bury them together.
Xiu sniffed Du Ze's breath. This person has been like this since he met, and it has never changed. Even though he has completely escaped his teenage years and became a youth, this person is still the same as before, and time seems to be frozen.
Whether it's the story of Cecil or the King of Thieves, they're writing the famous tragedy of time. Any creature in this world will age and die, even the so-called immortal undead will perish under long-term decay, and only gods in the entire continent can be immortal.
If he fails to become a god, then...
Xiu Xiao bit Du Ze's neck and kissed Du Ze's lips when Du Ze turned back in fright.
"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
Du Ze could only see the tenderness in Xiu's eyes. He felt the warmth on his lips, and he closed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips.
“…Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.”