At the opening ceremony of the first grade of junior high school, Shen Zhiyi fell in love with He Sixian who was standing on the stage to speak.
The sky remains bright at night. Shen Zhiyi looked up and saw a few stars just like He Sixian. Just as out of reach.
Shen Zhiyi likes He Sixian very much. I would fold stars filled with blessings for him and write letters to him secretly and anonymously.
But not all secret loves can see the light of day.
When she graduated, Shen Zhiyi wanted to be brave once, but she was not confident. She thought she didn't have what it took to make He Sixian like her.
"Secret admirers are destined to have no ending."
Shen Zhiyi: "You are destined to be my star." Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, tears falling unsatisfactorily: "But the stars don't seem to belong to me."
Concept: stars