The little girl suddenly looked up, her eyes favored the stars, and she muttered something under her breath as if she had resumed counting them.
She stood still, counted for a while, paused, took a deep breath, and continued to gaze intently at the starry sky, her lips moving silently.
But the more Zhao Qian'er looked and counted, the more difficult it became for her to breathe.
Her chest heaved dramatically.
Zhao Rong didn't notice these things; he was silent for a moment and then turned to leave.
"Come on, stop it, let's go."
Zhao Qian'er sniffled and said earnestly, "I'm not leaving, I want to finish counting all the stars in the sky."
Her voice carried a faint tremble.
The beautiful Star River was profoundly oppressive to Zhao Qian'er.
The stars above seemed like they would all fall down and pile up on her.
Count all the stars in the sky? That's insane.
Zhao Rong shook his head, "Stop being so childish, we might still have things to do later."
