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Xiao Qiang disliked this feeling: both real and unreal, sometimes distant and sometimes near, tangible yet elusive. Someone was speaking to him: "Our sun was born 4 to 5 billion years ago from a mass of gas and dust... The universe contains approximately 700 trillion trillion stars, or 10^22 stars. Even in the darkest places on Earth, people can barely see the nearest star to our planet with the naked eye."
After piecing together fragmented memories, his consciousness informed him that this was an elective course—Exploring the Mysteries of the Universe! The voice was close, reminiscent of a woman who, disregarding others' feelings, chattered incessantly into the ear of her only listener, her husband.
"Proxima Centauri is the closest star to us, located 4.3 light-years away. The light it emits takes 4.22 years to reach Earth. On a clear night without a moon, in certain locations, an average person can see about 3,000 stars with the naked eye. Besides those stars and the five major planets including the sun, as well as meteors and comets, everything else is also a star."
The lecturer was a school-recognized astronomy genius, constantly rambling about the universe, the equator, and celestial bodies—topics that Xiao Qiang found uninteresting.
The more he resisted, the more serious and dedicated the teacher became, insisting that he understand.
It seemed that Xiao Qiang was the only one listening; everything around him was pitch black. He couldn't see the lecturer and could only sense his presence through sound... In his hazy consciousness, that strange feeling returned—sometimes distant, sometimes near—accompanied by a persistent chatter that made perfect sense.
"They are called 'stars' because their positions relative to each other do not change significantly over long periods of time. In reality, they are all in motion; it's just that they are so incredibly far away that we cannot perceive it with the naked eye. Except for those stars that have already died, stars are gas balls without solid surfaces; their gases gather into spheres due to their own gravity."
I want to wake up—struggling hard—his faint awareness reminded him that this place was unfamiliar—no Professor R, no Wen Kai, no Li Hang, no wind—
Where are they? Xiao Qiang tried hard to open his eyes but failed repeatedly, leading to a sudden drop in morale and feelings of frustration and despair—even thoughts of giving up.
The voice felt almost magical, continuously streaming into his eardrums; regardless of whether he wanted it or not, it stubbornly persisted. "Stars are massive, luminous plasma spheres."
"Enough! Am I just napping in class? Why must I be tormented?" Xiao Qiang finally lost patience and shouted in frustration. The empty space echoed with his voice; no one responded as if there were no other beings besides him.
However, after his outburst, the voice temporarily ceased. It felt as though the speaker had recognized the anger emanating from him! Suddenly silent. He instinctively covered his ears, trying to resist the reappearance of that strange voice.
"The Sun is the closest star to Earth and the source of energy for our planet. A comet, also known as a 'dirty snowball,' is a celestial body composed of leftover materials from the formation of the outer planets of the solar system, such as frozen gases, ice, and dust. Comets have very small masses, only a fraction of Earth's mass, and typically travel along flat orbits."
"No... no oh oh oh oh..." Like a sleeping lion exerting all its strength, he let out a roar that shook the heavens. Every cell in his body was working hard to repel the terrifying lecture that was incessantly bombarding his eardrums. It was a dreadful nightmare, all because Xiao Qiang had dozed off inadvertently.
He should have been uninterested in astronomy, yet he had fallen asleep during class. The teacher left him alone in the classroom and turned on a loudspeaker, forcing him to listen... He had to understand it all, memorize these theories until he could recite them effortlessly.
Listening repeatedly, Xiao Qiang dared not turn off the speaker. At first, he could see faint light outside and noticed Wen Kai, Li Hang, and Lin Yu peeking through the door, teasing him.
Eventually, they left, and it felt as if midnight had arrived. A chill enveloped him as he shivered in the cold; outside was the incessant chirping of insects coming from the corner of the classroom where the speaker was placed.
In that vast classroom, he was left all alone. Fear, terror, and insecurity rushed over him... He cried out loud, acted out in frustration, trying to muster some courage.
Xiao Qiang was afraid of the dark; it wasn't just him—many people feared darkness. But why did they leave him alone in this endless void? He didn't understand why they would do this and had no time to ask. That night, he embarrassed himself terribly because of his fear; he wet his pants...
Now he felt that strange sensation again. As his consciousness returned and his mind seemed to clear up, that incessant noise finally ceased.
Xiao Qiang struggled to open his eyes and was met with suffocating darkness! Blackness signified death's approach; had he died? He asked himself as his fingers instinctively brushed against his cold face. As his arm fell downwards, it landed on something solid—the ground—and a wave of dampness hit him; he could feel the earth's warmth and pulse beneath him.
Am I still alive? Am I lying on the ground? Why is there no light? He tried to sit up... but faced an expanse of darkness that stretched like a curtain across the sky.
In that pitch-black night sky, under his gaze, countless tiny stars suddenly appeared—so small they were almost invisible unless one looked closely. He suddenly longed for dreams he once had where he grew a pair of strong wings and flew to his beloved Lin Yu...
Lin Yu, are you there? Am I there? He silently pondered as his gaze fixed on those tiny stars in the darkness. Suddenly, an inconspicuous star flickered—a flash of light streaked across the sky and swiftly moved downward towards where he lay...
Was he seeing things? Xiao Qiang rubbed his eyes vigorously and focused intently—what he saw was a beam of multifaceted light, gently descending like a magical angel that had suddenly appeared before him.
She had Wings! Her entire being shimmered with a soft glow, so beautiful… an unexpected brightness, like a bonfire igniting in the hollow chest of Xiao Qiang. It silently illuminated the only life in this darkness, leaving him indifferent to whether someone had left forever or if nothing had changed; the sky remained pitch black, with scattered starlight twinkling above.
He exchanged a smile with her. With light came hope…
“Who are you?” The weak question escaped his lips, and Xiao Qiang wondered if he was questioning himself.
“I am the Light Spirit.” The beautiful figure smiled modestly, radiating beauty… like a person—Lin Yu!
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