The moon shone brightly in the black sky tonight. It wasn't the full moon sitting on the throne after the sun left the Earth, but the moonlight still looked beautiful when one continued to stare at it without wanting to look away.
"Whether it was in my previous life or my current life, the moon is still very beautiful," the person who kept staring at the moon suddenly muttered. It was an insignificant statement, but he ended up muttering it when he couldn't think of anything else right now.
The moon was indeed the same whether it was in the previous life or the current life. It was still in silver and shone brightly even if the light source didn't come from itself. It needed to borrow the light from the sun, but it could still emerge proudly to greet the Earth at night.
