Eyes of the Soul

In the dead of night, Song Chengmin, who had been busy all day at the Nanming Mine, the largest mining area on Pluto, was lying in a subdivided room where he could not even stretch his legs. He always liked to bend his body slightly to the side to make himself more comfortable. Song Chengmin looked at the book-sized broken window of the subdivided room with slightly tired gray-brown eyes, looking at the starry sky and the bright starry sky outside the window. Song Chengmin's mind always couldn't help but think of the words of Zhang Qiming, the saint of the Church of All Living Beings on Earth, the mother planet of the solar system: All people are born equal. There is no distinction between high and low for everyone in the solar system. There is no essential difference between citizens and common people. Common people should not be treated unfairly.