"When a meteor has not yet become a meteor, no one can feel its value."
"Really?"
Su Liuying looked up at the starry sky, "But when it becomes a meteor, it's so beautiful and dazzling!"
How many people look forward to making a wish when a meteor streaks across the sky? It seems that this is just a beautiful wish people entrust to shooting stars.
"If it never becomes a meteor, seeking its value by burning itself up, it will forever wander silently in the universe until its death."
Quan Tianyou's explanation gave Su Liuying a vague concept of meteors, and she said, "Isn't that the same as a moth to a flame?"
"You could say that! But it has to sacrifice itself to reflect its value."
Quan Tianyou laughed, he gently kissed the top of her head and said, "Liuying, do you like the several surprises from tonight?"
"I like them!"
