This is a story about a woman and her star.
She remembers a story called The Child Who Plucked a Star. It tells of a child who loves stars so much that he is practically obsessed. He gazes at them through the window and dreams of becoming friends with them, walking and playing together. So he decides to catch a star. He thinks of all sorts of ways to do it: waiting for one to fall from the sky, though he waits and waits without success; climbing a tree when he finally sees one, but still not being able to reach it; trying to use the lifebuoy from his father's boat to catch it, but being unable to move it; wanting to take a spaceship to catch it, only to find that the ship has run out of fuel; and asking a seagull for help, which doesn't work either. Just when he feels all hope is lost, he suddenly spots a baby star in the water and rushes to scoop it up. After all that effort, and all that waiting, he finally manages to pluck a star.
Through her efforts, will she be able to pluck the brightest star in her eyes, just as that child managed to pluck the star that belonged to him?
Pei Moran's life was destined to be difficult from the moment her mother died. Her father remarried, and although Pei Moran showed her stepmother respect and called her Mother, the woman paid her no mind. From then on, Pei Moran became especially independent. Then the brightest star in the sky appeared in her sight. At first, his arrival brought a little happiness to her otherwise unhappy life. But after they met again, she could no longer tell whether meeting him was a blessing or a misfortune. And how would he explain meeting her?
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