The Stars Don't Speak

Meeting him was an accident. On the route in western Sichuan, it was a winter night, and the weather forecast predicted that there would be a grand meteor shower around twelve o'clock in the morning. A strong wind blew outside the tent, and at 12:30 in the morning, a group of people returned disappointed. Three hours later, Ning Yi went out wrapped in a heavy down jacket and met Xie Wei on the dry lawn, who was lowering his head to clean the telescope. The red ribbon on the fence on the mountainside in the distance was floating freely in the cold wind. She had always been curious about why many couples would do such a thing. "It's quite dangerous, isn't it?" It wasn't until she heard his explanation that she felt like she understood a little bit. "So that's how it is?" She smiled and said softly, "I seem to be a bit boring and have no romantic qualities." "Do you like looking at the stars?" "Huh?" She didn't know why he suddenly asked this, but she nodded subconsciously: "I like it." Xie Wei smiled: "Isn't this quite romantic?" "Look up," then he said, "your star has come." Concept: A girl's skirt is always spotless