"Sugar-fried chestnuts are really, really tasty, and the stars are really, really beautiful tonight."
Tang Rao pulled out sugar-fried chestnuts, sitting alone under the starry sky, eating cheerfully.
What's the big deal about the desert? If it's hot, I'll bring out some ice cubes to cool off; if it's cold, I'll grab more quilts to wrap around. No matter how cold the weather gets, as long as my heart is warm, nothing else matters.
While Tang Rao was enjoying watching the stars, they suddenly started to change formation.
Each star, sparkling with dazzling golden light, began to fall from the sky. If they were really stars, they wouldn't be this small. Yet, the falling objects were all tiny bits, and each one landing on him hurt so much that it made Tang Rao's eyes water.
"You little weirdos, if you know what's good for you, show yourselves quickly and stop pretending to be ghosts!"
Tang Rao pointed at a few stars that were about to fall.
"Heh heh heh heh!"
