The stars in June are twinkling, and the cold starlight has no temperature, but it is hot when it shines on the face.
Only the purest brilliance can break through the hypocritical shell of time. The stars that are hundreds of millions of light years apart, eternally shed faith, scattered in the world, and turned into tears in the deepest part of her heart.
That night, Qin Feng was wearing school uniform, looking pale, and said with a smile:
"Ning Xiaolan, I will not die. Don't cry, look up at the sky, you have to find me among so many stars!"
Intention: love