There was always an unfinished star trail hanging on Su Qingci's fingertips, like his shadow falling in Shen Xingyuan's eyes, which was fading and fading, but failed to form a complete arc.
She once ran towards him with her heart full of hot stars, thinking that she could fill up the broken light gaps one by one, but she didn't know that what he kept was never the sparks of the world - when the last meteor fell into the Milky Way with its trailing flames, the star track in his sleeves shattered into powder, and her burned-out wish became the brightest unclaimed dust in the universe at the moment he turned around.
It turns out that some trajectories were destined to be staggered from the beginning. Just as he could never wait for her to become the light that broke through the long night, she could not catch up with his thousand-year-old sigh hidden at the end of the star trajectory.
Intention: In the fate demarcated by the star path, there is hidden the eternally misplaced gaze of the two people.
