"Speaking of which, it's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival..."
With such a sigh, he became more acutely aware of the passage of time in the real world. The midsummer seemed to have passed in the blink of an eye, and unknowingly, the autumn mood rose, becoming more intense without notice. It was now almost the Mid-Autumn Festival.
"Mid-Autumn..."
Staring at the bright moon, Kikyo softly repeated the term. She knew of this term but felt nothing towards it.
"This festival is quite important to you, isn't it?"
"It is quite important. The Spring Festival, Tomb-Sweeping Day, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, these are the four major traditional festivals in a year..." Gu Mo said earnestly while habitually pulling out his mobile phone to take a look, only then realizing that there wasn't even a base station on this island.
Surrounded by the vast ocean.
