Yi: pronoun she.
One star, crossing countless stars, just to trace Yi's trace. Helpless, the night was too deep, too heavy, too empty, covering everything with darkness. How I envy the morning light, which can illuminate the sky, the earth, and Iraq. Unfortunately, Xingxing and Chenguang are destined to have no fate. The star represents the coming of night, and the morning light represents the coming of day. When there are stars, there is no morning light. When there is morning light, the stars have already set. In the long night, will the star be lonely? In the lonely day, will you ever get tired of the morning light? They are equally aloof, yet equally lonely. Until the arrival of Yi, it illuminates the darkness of the night, making the stars no longer lonely; it embellishes the life of the morning light, giving it color. However, no one can lose Yi, so how should Yi choose? Are they destined to be enemies, so why do they save each other from dire straits time and time again? What a surprising story there is in a realm that is too beautiful to be realistic. Under the seemingly calm surface, there are turbulent waves...