He saw Asher Mo as a child smiling brightly at his mother. He saw Duan Yihan touching Asher Mo's head and saying, "Repay kindness, don't bear grudges."
He saw Asher Mo holding a box of pastries that Finnegan Xue had given him, eating them carefully, not wanting to waste even a single crumb.
He saw Asher Mo standing in front of the wine shop in Wuchang Town, wearing the uniform of a new disciple, handing the silver in his pocket to the owner with both hands, and then smiling a little shyly but with some expectation: "I want a pot of the best Lihuabai. Can you use a nicer wine pot? I want to give it to my master to taste."
All the memories came back one after another.
Those beautiful past memories that were once the warmest and clearest in Asher Mo's heart flashed by like a revolving lantern.
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