In the cold and lonely expanse of the universe, a faint starlight pierced through the starry sky, traversing time and space toward an unknown destination.
"Where am I? Is this a dream? Shouldn't I be dead already?"
Liu Xing looked confusedly at the meteorites rapidly passing by him, then looked at his own transparent body, his face full of bewilderment.
"Is this... a soul? Or have I become a ghost?"
"I don't have any resentment or lingering attachments! I passed away quite peacefully! Why did I become a ghost?"
Liu Xing remembered clearly that he had peacefully closed his eyes on a hospital bed, surrounded by his classmates and teachers.
Although filled with doubt, following the principle of making the best of things, Liu Xing chose to lie flat and let this strange starlight carry him through the universe.
In this cosmic starry sky, there was no concept of time. Liu Xing didn't know how long had passed, nor did he know if he was still in the original universe.
Without a physical body, he didn't feel any hunger; he was just a bit bored. The starry sky was beautiful and mysterious, but looking at it for too long became tiresome.
At this moment, the mysterious starlight brought him to an unfamiliar star system.
Countless meteorite fragments were scattered everywhere, looking like the tragic aftermath of a planetary explosion.
Among the meteorite fragments, a naked, silver-haired girl floated in the lonely cosmic sky. Glowing plankton in the galaxy were attracted to her, dancing and fluttering around her.
As the starlight drew closer to the girl, Liu Xing couldn't help but cover his eyes with his hands, muttering to himself, "See no evil, see no evil."
But the curious gaze peeking through the gaps in his fingers revealed that he was no innocent baby.
Liu Xing was indeed curious. He didn't know if this silver-haired girl was dead or alive, but her appearance in this cosmic space, with no habitable planets or alien warships nearby, was clearly unusual.
"Could it be a cosmic female ghost?"
Liu Xing guessed randomly, but then his expression changed because the starlight carrying him through the universe didn't stop at all, crashing straight toward the silver-haired girl.
"Wait, wait, wait! Hit the brakes!"
Liu Xing couldn't help but close his eyes, unable to bear watching the tragic fate of the silver-haired girl.
He didn't know the origin of this mysterious starlight, but during his journey through the universe, it had smashed countless meteorites. Liu Xing didn't think the silver-haired girl's flesh and blood could withstand such an impact.
But to Liu Xing's surprise, the silver-haired girl wasn't smashed to pieces. Instead, like him, she was enveloped by the mysterious starlight.
Liu Xing looked at the silver-haired girl before him in bewilderment. Her exquisite face, high peaks, slender waist, snowy skin, and long, firm legs all bombarded his sanity. Liu Xing felt a rush of blood to his head and an itch in his nose, as if he were about to have a nosebleed.
"Oh! I'm a soul body, I don't have blood! Then it's fine."
Liu Xing sat cross-legged, propping his chin with his right hand, carefully observing the silver-haired girl as if admiring a peerless treasure.
He had to admit, the silver-haired girl was the most beautiful girl Liu Xing had ever seen in his life. None of his female classmates could compare to her.
As for those internet celebrity beauties, in Liu Xing's eyes, they were all the result of filters and makeup, not worth mentioning.
Looking at the silver-haired girl, although she was unclothed, a black ribbon was tied in her silver hair, giving Liu Xing a strange sense of familiarity.
But he couldn't recall it for the moment and eventually gave up. Seeing that the silver-haired girl showed no signs of waking up, Liu Xing felt a bit disappointed.
He was too bored and really wanted someone to talk to, otherwise he would go crazy. Now that a potential conversation partner had finally appeared—and a silver-haired beauty who was practically a critical hit to the tastes of people from the Central Plains—he was hopeful.
Liu Xing considered himself a pure-blooded descendant of the Central Plains, and like others, he couldn't resist white hair. He secretly prayed for her to wake up soon.
What Liu Xing didn't know was that the scene of the starlight taking the silver-haired girl away had been firmly witnessed by an observer.
On a small private spaceship, an elegant and mysterious woman in a suit with long purple hair put down her coffee, tilted her head, and blinked in confusion. "Did Elio's script go wrong?"
The purple-haired woman in the suit stretched elegantly, revealing a smile of interest. She murmured, "This really is... interesting!"
A grey-haired girl stopped rummaging through a trash can, looked back at the purple-haired woman, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Kafka, are we there?"
The purple-haired woman called Kafka smiled and said, "Babe, our little Firefly has been intercepted."
Hearing this, the grey-haired girl's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Then Elio should be fuming, right? That's so interesting! No, I have to get a camera ready and find a chance to take a picture when we get back. This is a rare scene."
The purple-haired woman shook her head with a smile, looking in the direction where the starlight had vanished. Her gaze was deep as she murmured, "Having broken free from Elio's script, I hope you can achieve your heart's desire in the future! Goodbye, little Firefly."
"Well, time to go back. The Interstellar Peace Corporation recently released a new coat; let's go check it out."
Glancing at the grey-haired girl who was addicted to the trash can, the purple-haired woman walked toward the cockpit. Although she was interested in Elio's script going wrong, a new coat was clearly more important.
And for the grey-haired girl, Elio's script was obviously not as important as the trash can.
Liu Xing poked the silver-haired girl's cheek with his hand, but unfortunately, he was a spiritual body and couldn't touch a physical entity; he couldn't feel her cheek.
Liu Xing withdrew his hand with regret, looking at his illusory right hand. His expression was as calm as a deep well. He was someone who had already died once; to experience this miraculous journey across time, space, and the universe after death was already the best gift from heaven.
As the starlight moved forward, Liu Xing saw many familiar scenes: a giant Xianzhou sailing through the endless sea of stars, a planet covered in ice and snow where life barely clung on, a space station attached to a planetary orbit, and a luxurious hotel hanging high above the dark starry sky. These familiar sights left Liu Xing dumbfounded.
"Holy crap! Honkai: Star Rail?"
Immediately, Liu Xing's mind went blank. He stiffly turned his head to look at the sleeping silver-haired girl.
In his mind, words like 'Firefly', 'White Moonlight', and 'My Wife' surfaced.
The more he looked, the more familiar she became. Wasn't this his 2D wife, the last of the Glamoth Iron Cavalry, the Stellar Hunter Firefly?
"So, I've intercepted a Stellar Hunter? Does Elio know? Mommy Kafka won't shoot me, will she?"
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