Wooden wood curled his lips in a bored manner as he looked up into the starry sky, lost in thought.

"Wood, have you ever thought about what the Milky Way looks like before?"

Xuan raised his slender white finger and pointed towards the starry sky.

"This?" "Wow, the Milky Way is made up of a lot of stars, right …"

The starry sky of the wilderness was tranquil without end. At this moment, the stars hung over the earth, and the moon sprinkled over a thousand miles, giving off the feeling of "the wilderness is low, the Jiang Qing Yue is close to people".

The unique sweet and moist scent of the wilderness caused the wood to unconsciously breathe a few more breaths of fresh air.

"Actually, the Milky Way that we can see is just a relatively bright silver belt. The shape of the ribbon looks like it's made from clouds and clouds, and it's formed by stars with silver ribbons. We wouldn't be able to see it with our naked eyes."

"Oh, so this is how Yin He looks like." Xuan, look, there's a meteor falling there. "Luo …"

Wood cried out in joy as it pointed to a tree in front of them with a long tail, falling to the ground. A shooting star landed on the west bank, its eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Yes, we should congratulate him. He is finally free. He has found the person he loves, so he is very happy. "It fell …"

Liu Chuan narrowed his eyes, and the light of the shooting star entered the depths of his deep pupils. That place was as deep as the sea, as black as the night, as bright as the moon.

"What?" Xuan, what did you just say about release? What happiness. Fall? "I don't understand …"

Mu Mu looked at him with a strange expression on his face.

"Hehe, that's right, I should explain it to you first. When I was seven, my mother told me that the stars were the watchers in the black night sky... "

"The stars are watchers in the black night sky? "What did you say?"

"Legend has it that the stars exist to watch over lovers in the mortal world, waiting for their lovers to be born for a decade, a century, a thousand, or even hundreds of billions of years; because the age of the oldest star in the galaxy is estimated to be 100uff0d15 billion years. The starlight we see now is actually coming through a thousand years of time and space tunnels. When they finally meet the one they love, they will fall. Falling down, going to the mortal world to be reborn, then meeting with it... Just as the most recent explanation of the origin and destination of the universe was presented by the famous British theoretical physicist Stephen ampo 8226, Hawking, so the love of the stars is the same. If we have waited, there will be no end to it... "

"Really? Xuan, so you know so much about the universe. Overseer of the night sky... "This name feels so desolate and beautiful …"

"But not every star is lucky enough to find its loved one, so we can only wait in the dark … Just like God sometimes slows down... When I was seven years old, my mother told me that you also had a star of your own that fell when you were born. "It has fallen; so in the vast sea of people, you must wait patiently for the star that belongs to you to meet you …"

The glare in his eyes became so profound that it was like a star hidden in the night sky, flashing with an eternally unchanging radiance, so close yet so far away.

"Oh, Xuan, this legend is so beautiful and magical." So, do I have a star that's looking for me? "

"Yes, this star is currently meeting you …"

"Xuan, you speak too miraculously. You make me feel that the stars in the night sky are not ordinary beauties … "The watcher in the night sky …"

"Their faint light is the light that points the way home... While waiting, all the stars were lonely. "So lonely …"

Her voice was soft and clear, but there was a trace of sadness and helplessness in it. Like a madman. Wind. Violent. The rain had just begun to fall. Flowers; wilting at the most beautiful time, whether or not it is also a helpless bloom that does not have to wait a long time for withering to die.

"Xuan, your mother is so smart. She says it like it's true. "She must be very gentle and noble, right? Do you look like her? Your personality is so gentle and gentle."

"Hmm, I love my mother very much. Hur Hur. When I was young, I was very attached to her. I swore to always protect my mother well."

"Xuan, I really envy you for having such a good mother …"

When he turned around, he discovered that Zuo En's shadow was trembling slightly in the dark night. It was like a proud, stubborn, handsome, and tall tree standing alone at the peak of a mountain.

He had been listening, listening in silence, listening in silence.

We're all the same, we're all orphans, so we don't have mothers.