"They made such a big show of it, but they didn't even buy us a meal. We even had to take a taxi home."
In the beef noodle shop, Chu Ge grumbled indignantly.
By the time they had settled Zhu Mengmeng into the hospital and headed home, it was past eight. Famished, the couple stopped for noodles outside their building. Chu Ge felt that ever since they had gotten tangled up in all this, the good days of eating Qiu Qiu's cooking at home had been ruined. The number of times they ate takeout and beef noodles had grown exponentially. Even the beef in his mouth tasted bland now...
This affair really had involved rather too many connected incidents. One thing had led to another, and only now, with the entire long holiday over, had the dust finally settled.
There was still the loose end of Du Lianfeng's That Whatever Group, but Zhong Yi had taken that on for now. The two of them had appeared as the Calabash Brothers anyway, so the connection to them was less direct. They might as well consider the matter closed for the time being.
Having everything settled felt very comfortable. With everything weighing on their minds cleared away, they could get back to living their lives... Still, neither of them could smile. Watching others fight over property, a son-in-law try to kill his father-in-law, a husband and wife turn against each other... it all left them feeling a little oppressed.
Qiu Wuji, who ought to have seen all the world had to offer through ten thousand years of ups and downs, seemed even more sensitive than Chu Ge. She barely spoke through the meal, went home in silence afterward, and stood by the window looking at the moon.
The moon was still full.