I am Lin Xiaoxing, a star with a set orbit.
My world is a gorgeous prison. My parents used their absence to build a frame and sewed my wings with the golden thread of "for your own good". I once thought that by shining the way they wanted, I could get a glimmer of warmth.
Until the age of thirteen, when I was banished to a distant boarding school. So, I broke myself with my own hands - in the smoke of Internet cafes, wandering on the streets at midnight, and in all deviant attempts, I declared my existence with cracks.
They recaptured me in an attempt to heal the rift with greater control. I learned the most perfect disguise: in front of you, you are a smooth and flawless ceramic doll; behind you, every crack is screaming with the wind. I thought I would suffocate to death in an eternity of tearing myself apart.
Then, I met Chen Muye.
He himself is a wilderness, a soul worn away by life but still free. He never wanted to repair me, he just leaned over, saw the shape of every crack in me, and then said softly: "This is also very beautiful." We are like two stars that have deviated from the orbit, catching each other's frequency in the virtual universe, and having a desperate long-distance relationship.
But the gravity of reality is so cruel. When my world collided with his, my parents' denial was like a glacier, freezing all my courage in an instant. I pushed him away with my own hands and extinguished my brightest light source with my own hands. I was back on "normal", the perfect, cold, and soon-to-be-dead star.
