"My name is Qiong Xing. Qiong means precious and rare, Xing means a star that appears at just the right moment. My father once said that even in the darkest sky, a star will always find its way to those destined to see it. When I was young, I thought the name sounded old-fashioned and pretentious. But if it is because of this name that I was able to walk this path and meet all of you… then now, from the bottom of my heart, I am grateful to him."
His parents had passed away early in his life, and he would never have the chance to meet them again. Yet in this moment, he felt as though their intentions had reached him across time, every careful thought, every unspoken hope placed into those two characters.
"Qiong Xing… a star born of fate," Leander murmured. "Then it makes sense. It was your father who lit the path that brought us together."
