The girl is wearing a beautiful white dress, like an elf. Beautiful notes flow out from the dancing fingertips, and the melody permeates every corner through the white curtains that flutter wantonly.
His eyes seemed to be warm, and his eyes were brown with clear light. His eyes hovered over Enoch. Enoch suddenly felt as if his heartbeat had missed a beat. He lowered his head reflexively and quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks in his hands. She noticed just now that the boy had a small earring in his right ear. That earring is a bright star, just like his eyes, quietly emitting light.
Little stars.