"Feiyang, I heard that when people die, they become a star in the sky, is that true?"
Yun Feiyang turned his head, looking at her pale, thin face, but didn't answer.
An Ruo blinked her eyes, pointing to a tiny star on the horizon, and asked him, "Do you think my baby could turn into such a small star?"
"An Ruo..." A trace of deep pain flashed in Yun Feiyang's eyes, and he asked her with difficulty, "Are you still unwilling to tell me what happened back then?"
Three months earlier, An Ruo had called him, her voice hoarse as she asked if he was willing to help her.
Upon hearing her voice, he felt something was terribly wrong. Fearing something might happen to her, he immediately rushed to the place she mentioned.
At the deserted seashore, he found her.
Her long hair was disheveled, her face as white as paper, utterly bloodless.
