Chapter 8 Xiangyue! Departure! To the Moon! _3

Bowing her head,

she clutched Zheng Chenghe's urn,

wiping and wiping again until it was spotless.

Time slowly trickled by.

Lin Xian still lived in the past, whereas centuries of time had already passed for Zheng Xiangyue.

At this moment, by a twist of fate,

Lin Xian did not know what to say.

"So..."

he swallowed:

"Did you bury my brother's urn on the Moon?"

Grandma Zheng Xiangyue lifted her head, smiled softly, and began to recount the tale of bygone days—

"When I awoke from the hibernation pod, it was the year 2523, exactly 101 years ago from now. When I came to, my mind was a blank slate; I knew nothing, had no idea where I was, nor who I was."