The night breezes blew softly and the frogs had already stopped making noise. Nothing but silent surrounded the library of the Classical Teaching.
Chen Chang Sheng sat on the clean ground and closed his eyes. Calmness was the only expression on his face.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and closed it like he took a bite out of something.
Faintly it could be heard, the sound of him swallowing from his throat.
Suddenly he started sweating and moisturized the floor beneath him.
At the end of the distant star sky, a red star lit up.
He opened his eyes and looked into the depths of the sky.
He couldn’t see that star, but he could feel it.
Because, that was his star.