I lean closer to his chest. Seeing a starry sky is indeed beautiful. But being with him could be the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me. As he holds my hand, he starts to sing his favorite song. "Yes you are my baby baby baby, ting bu zhu, wo gu qi yong qi qu ai, zhi yao kan zhe ni..." Hearing that, I can't help but smiling, "right, don't stop loving me." I close my eyes, holding his hand tighter like there's not a chance I'm letting him go.