Holding the Stars in Hand

Su Chen, a night stargazer, spent ten years chasing a fallen star, believing it to be a celestial body transformed from his sister who disappeared in childhood. She wiped her lenses at every observatory and irrigated her obsession with tears. Until one night I found the title page of my sister's diary that read: "Sister, I want to be my own light." She finally put down the telescope and compiled years of observation data into a star track map. On the day of publication, the whole city had a power outage, and people looked up and saw that the broken stars she recorded connected into her sister's smiling face in the night sky. It turns out that the brightest star is always in the palm of your hand, and all separations will eventually merge into the galaxy of reunion.