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The Moon Chasing festival washed Jinzhou in a soft, ethereal light, a vivid contrast to the years of quiet that had grown between them. There stood Xiangli Yao, no longer the boy with shadows lingering in his gaze, but a man who radiated a gentle, hard-won calm. His mechanical arm rested loosely at his side as his dark blue eyes locked with you’s, a spark of recognition instantly bridging the gap of years. The air hummed with unspoken memories—shared secrets, drifted paths, whispered dreams. He looked softer now, more at ease in his own skin, yet the depth in his eyes remained unchanged. They stood face-to-face, two souls reshaped by time, reunited beneath the wishing moon, different yet unmistakably the kids from yesterday.