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Every year when the Mid-Autumn Festival comes, every household will start to put moon cakes in their yard to enjoy the full moon, and Nan Jing's family is no exception.

Nan Jing went to the Nan Family Ancestral Hall with his grandfather early this morning to worship the ancestors, and at night, he and his grandfather watched the moon in the courtyard of the old house.

Nan Jing poured a cup of hot tea for his grandfather, and then he poured a cup for himself.

Grandpa Nan took a sip from the purple clay teacup, and then said to Nan Jing, "When do you plan to release the person locked up in your villa?"

"Grandpa, I love him, and I don't want to let go."

"Love a person, not in your way, you will only hurt his heart and push him further and further away."

"But if I don't guard him like this, he will leave me and find someone else. Grandpa, I only have him."

Grandpa Nan sighed helplessly, "Silly boy, why bother?"

Nan Jing put down the purple sand teacup in his hand, looked at the bright moon in the sky, didn't say anything else to his grandfather, just stayed with his grandfather silently.

After a few minutes, Grandpa Nan stood up leaning on crutches, lowered his head and coughed, and then said to Nan Jing: "Okay, I'm an old man who is used to it by himself. If you miss him in your heart, go back and be with him. He probably also hopes that you can go back to accompany him."

"I want to spend more time with Grandpa."

"I don't need anyone to accompany me as an old man. Isn't there still the old housekeeper? The old housekeeper will play chess with me later, so you can go back."

"Well, grandpa, you should go to bed early."

"Well, you drive carefully, and happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Grandpa."

Nan Jing looked at the back of his grandfather leaving with red eyes, gritted his teeth, got up and walked towards the underground parking lot.

……

Nan Jing returned to the villa and opened the door of Ting Lang's room.

The moment he opened the door, he saw Ting Lang sitting on the bedside reading a book, the chain connected to the wall was still tied to Ting Lang's ankle.

The moment Ting Lang heard the door opened, he suddenly raised his eyes, and when he saw Nan Jing, his dull eyes instantly became brighter.

"Nan Jing, you are finally back."

Ting Lang quickly got out of bed and ran towards Nan Jing, but the chain tied his feet, and he was forced to stop after walking halfway.

"Are you looking forward to my return so much? Or do you think it's too boring to be here alone, and you want me to let you out earlier to get some air?"

"I am looking forward to your return, and I also want to go out to get some fresh air. These two things do not conflict."

Nan Jing walked up to Ting Lang, hugged his waist, lowered his eyes and said to him in a cold tone: "For the sake of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will take you out, but don't even think about running away." , let alone try to play tricks on me, otherwise you will not be able to bear the consequences."

Ting Lang nodded, "Well, I will be obedient, and I promise not to run around or look at other men."

"You better do what you say."

Nan Jing squatted down in front of Ting Lang, picked up his anklet and input fingerprint to unlock it.Soon, the anklet tied to Ting Lang was untied.

"I want to take a shower first, then change clothes, and then we go out, okay?"

"Well, as you like."

Although Nan Jing untied Ting Lang's anklet, he was worried about letting Ting Lang out of his sight, so no matter what Ting Lang did, he would follow him every step of the way, even standing by the door while taking a bath.

After Ting Lang finished taking a shower, Nan Jing followed Ting Lang to the cloakroom, staring at Ting Lang intently as he changed his clothes.

"Did you prepare all the clothes here for me?"

"No." Nan Jing said with a cold face and indifferent tone, "The butler prepared it, do you think I'm still that fool? Why sing for you, play the piano for you, write songs for you, and prepare everything carefully for you. I'm not that fool anymore, I won't do such a foolish thing again."

"sorry."

"I don't need your apologies. After changing our clothes, let's go out quickly. Otherwise, if I change my mind, you can go back to that room."

"I've finished changing, but where are we going? I want to go to the cinema to watch the new movie, can I?"

"can."

Ting Lang stepped forward to hold Nan Jing's hand, but Nan Jing avoided it directly.

"I'm still used to hugging you, so that you won't have a chance to let go, let alone escape from my grasp."

"I said, I will not run away."

"Your words are no longer credible. You once said that you would not betray me. Wasn't it a betrayal when you betrayed me and Yanqin?"

Ting Lang didn't want to anger Nan Jing, after all, he still wanted to go out to get some air today, so he shut his mouth wisely at this time.

……

Arriving at the cinema, Nan Jing put her arms around Ting Lang's waist and went to the automatic ticket vending machine to buy a movie ticket for a row of seats.

After buying the tickets, Ting Lang said he wanted to eat popcorn and passion fruit juice, so Nan Jing had no choice but to hug him and walk to the snack vending machine to buy a bucket of popcorn and two bottles of passion fruit juice.

"Take it." Nan Jing put the popcorn and juice into Ting Lang's arms, letting Ting Lang hold her.

When the movie started, they immediately checked the tickets and entered the screening hall.

Nan Jing bought a relatively rear position, which is more attractive to watch 3D movies and has a more 3D visual effect.

I don't know if it's because of the Mid-Autumn Festival today, the couples around are really one after another, the front and back seats of Nan Jing and Ting Lang are couples.

Ting Lang tore open the sealed bag of popcorn, and he watched a movie while eating popcorn.At this time, Nan Jing suddenly kissed her.

Nan Jing took a sip of passion fruit juice just now, so his mouth was filled with the fruity aroma of passion fruit.

Ting Lang gently pushed Nan Jing, and whispered, "Aren't we here to watch a movie?"

"You watch your movie, I'm busy with mine."

Nan Jing took another sip of passion fruit juice.This time, instead of swallowing it in a hurry, he kissed Ting Lang's thin lips, and poured the juice into Ting Lang's mouth.