On the TV, the strangely faced program host flashed by.
The black and white picture turned into a nostalgic, snowflake-like pattern.
Outside, eerie lights twinkled.
Yi Lin felt a stir in his heart and hurriedly pushed open the window.
He saw in the deep blue night sky, countless stars shimmering like phosphorescence in an ocean, twinkling brilliantly.
Yi Lin's pupils narrowed slightly.
His expression suddenly became grave.
Had it been an ordinary night view, ordinary stars, even if these stars spread across the sky in several Milky Ways, twirling into the structure of a human body, left three times and right three times, Yi Lin wouldn't have shown such an expression.
The focus wasn't there.
It was.
"What is this?"
Yi Lin slowly reached out of the window, "grabbing" towards the stars outside.
The myriad stars, like fireflies, seemed within reach. One of the tiny, flickering stars was grasped by Yi Lin in his hand.