A half-moon hung in the sky, stars filling the heavens.
It was late autumn, with sparse clouds and clear winds, perfect for stargazing.
On the night of October 13, an extraordinary day, the news reported that the largest Orionid Meteor Shower would arrive as scheduled tonight.
This would be the largest meteor shower ever detected.
Every social platform and friend circle was pushing topics about the meteor shower. Making wishes and praying, anyone with nothing to do had arranged to watch the meteors with classmates and friends somewhere with an unobstructed view.
On school athletic fields, groups of students lay on the grass of football pitches, gazing at the night sky as they talked about life and ideals, friendship and love, debated international affairs, and argued over space and the universe. It was exceptionally lively.
Along the open coastline, campers watching the stars gathered around bonfires, glancing at the sky from time to time as they laughed and chatted, waiting for the meteor shower to arrive.
Couples by the sea leaned against one another, keeping each other company.
Countless professional photographers had long since brought their equipment and set up cameras in wide-open locations, awaiting this rare Orionid Meteor Shower.
Rooftops, parks, campuses, high mountains, grasslands.
Students, urban white-collar workers, photographers, astronomy enthusiasts, researchers.
Countless people waited.
"What should I wish for when the meteors come later?"
"Obviously, world peace. This wishing event was launched because of the chaos in Africa and South America."
"What does world peace have to do with me?"
"If meteors fall for wishes, then all you need to do is look up to see that life can be as brilliant as a meteor shower."
"I wish to get rich overnight."
"I wish heaven would give me a handsome guy."
"People think wishing on a meteor