The icy cold stars seem to have found their meaning, all at once they possess warmth.
Ning Yan gazes at those lonely stars, suddenly understanding Professor Tang Lide a bit.
The starry sky may truly be beautiful.
The meteors above the Saudi Desert might be even more beautiful.
For the first time in his life, he feels anticipation for something.
Soon, Feng Yi and Ning Yan swipe their cards to enter the Research Institute, and all the incandescent streetlights turn on.
Turning her head to look at Ning Yan, who is following Professor Tang Lide's laboratory direction, Feng Yi curiously asks, "Uncle Ning, this is the direction to Professor Tang Lide's laboratory, are you also looking for Professor Tang this late?"
Ning Yan keeps his hands in his pockets, remaining as expressionless as ever, not bothering to respond to her.
Seeing that he doesn't speak, Feng Yi is too lazy to ask. If he wants to find Professor Tang, let him be.
