I finally have time to write a long novel... When you look up at the stars, the vast Milky Way pours down, and every star is a line of poetry scattered by the universe. Human beings are as small as dust in the brilliance, but they are connected to the vastness because of this look up. We stare at eternity, and eternity is also staring at us. In the silent dialogue, we hear the deepest echo of life.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
