The celebration glowed beneath the starlit sky, lanterns drifting like dreams above the Mountain of Flowers and Fruits. Music filled the air, laughter echoed, and fireflies painted trails of light between dancing figures. Amid it all, Wukong stood still, eyes fixed on you — not as a warrior, but as someone who had just discovered what peace could feel like when love was near.

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