"Thank you, Fuluoyin... I really like this gift too."
Chen Lun chuckled.
He slowly slipped the glove onto his left hand.
Warmth spread from his hand, different from the warmth in his right.
"When I first met you, you reminded me of my brother..."
Fuluoyin turned to "look" at the night sky, as though gazing at the Purple Moon.
"But later, I realized this was different...
Does God love her creations? I don't know.
But I know that the people of this world receive the gods' grace, just as I receive yours."
She gently turned back, her head slightly lowered, and continued in her ethereal voice:
"Lord Jack, please allow me to address you this way just once...
When you saved me, I became yours from that moment on, to follow your every wish."
Chen Lun fell silent for a few seconds.
He slowly reached out, gently cupped Fuluoyin's chin, and lifted her head.
"If you follow my wishes, then I hope you won't bow your head to me like this."
The corners of Fuluoyin's lips rose slightly into a smile that struck Chen Lun as a little sweet.
"Yes, Fuluoyin understands."
A long while passed.
Fuluoyin clasped her hands together, one over the other, and gently held them against her brow, praying toward the Purple Moon.
Chen Lun looked at her in confusion.
"What is it, Fuluoyin?"
She spoke softly:
"After tonight, a new chapter will begin. I saw a light streak past."
A shooting star...?
Chen Lun wondered.
He looked up at the night sky, but aside from the Purple Moon, the shooting star he expected did not appear.
He suddenly recalled the origins of some of this world's customs.
For instance, people wished upon shooting stars because they believed they were dust falling from the world where