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The moment the lonely luminous bodies met, the universe finally had an echo The crescent moon on Shen Yuwei's shoulder blade is a secret declaration - in the complicated official documents of the county education bureau, this neat clerk hides a suppressed edge. Until late one night when she was working overtime until early morning, she bumped into Chen Jin's tattoo studio. The man with the gleaming brow bone picked up a pen and branded a lonely moon on her trembling shoulder. "Shout out if it hurts," his voice mixed with the hum of the machine, "but don't regret it." "The night when I was mending the stars, the tip of the needle was stained with moonlight and tears." When he added the stars for her, the sound of the machine was as gentle as a lullaby: "From now on, you will be the center of your own universe." In his broken childhood photos, she understood why he was always repairing other people's flaws. ——This is not a love story, but a cosmic law for two lonely planets to navigate each other. ——About how to dance in the shackles of rules, how to rewrite destiny with needlepoint and ink. ——All souls that are misunderstood, denied, and regarded as incomplete will eventually find their own galaxy. "The moon never asks to be light," he kissed the star trail on her shoulder, "it is the answer itself." The passionate journey of two-way redemption between a girl in the system and a tattoo artist