On the way to becoming the strongest, I first became a popular person.

"Next stop - Outer Ring Star. Passengers who want to get off please be prepared, check your belongings, get off from the door in order, and be careful."

"All the train crew wish you a smooth interstellar journey. Star Track Train looks forward to seeing you again." A clear and gentle mechanical female voice came from the train broadcast, echoing throughout the carriage.

Shi Chu put on her backpack and followed the crowd towards the station exit. The dark red tassels on her black backpack swung with her movements.

Finally, it was Friday after school. The beautiful weekend was beckoning her, so she went to buy some food first.

She was happily planning a happy weekend in her mind.

As she walked out of the station, a breeze suddenly blew by, ruffling the hair on her forehead.

Shi Chu looked at everything in front of him and couldn't help but sigh at the power of technology in this world.

The entire platform is about the size of a small town, with no end in sight. The dome is made of transparent high-strength materials, making people feel as if they are directly under the vast starry sky.

The bright galaxy flows above my head, and the stars twinkle, like a dream.

From time to time, the Star Track Train roared in from afar, then sped away, bringing up waves of energy ripples.

Various signs are neatly arranged around. They are composed of three-dimensional light and shadow suspended in the air, constantly flashing light and jumping data, displaying train information and various important notices.

She followed the signs to find her next interstellar train. After two transfers, she arrived directly at the stop near the snack shop and then walked towards her destination.

The snack shop was not very close to her home, and she discovered it by chance while wandering around the planet.

The boss was a kind and amiable beta grandma named Fang. She was a nice person and would often give her some homemade snacks.

This old lady seems to live alone. Her family members are not here. She runs the small shop by herself, as if it is her whole world.

As the store is located in a remote area, few people come here on weekdays.

The reason why I come here every week is not only because I like the snacks here, but a deeper reason is that Grandma Fang looks very similar to my grandmother who passed away in my previous life.

They were the only relatives she cared about.

In that cold world, it was her grandmother who raised her, but she died of poor health before she could enjoy a few days of her own happiness.

Every time she came to the shop, she seemed to see the appearance of her grandmother in her previous life. The familiar and kind feeling surged into her heart like a tide. She greedily enjoyed the warmth and moments of tranquility that were rare in this strange world.

The Outer Ring Star is the most common of the 90 satellites of the main star Celia. More than % of the people living here are Beta.

There are still many old towns on this planet, they are forgotten corners, exuding a dilapidated and vicissitudes of life. The public security situation here is also quite bad, and some places do not even have the most basic monitoring facilities.

Shi Chu walked slowly through the streets and alleys of the old city. The dilapidated buildings were crooked and the walls were covered with mottled marks, like the marks left by the ruthless beating of time.

In the deserted streets, only two or three pedestrians were wandering aimlessly.

Passing through the long and narrow alleys and walking out of the slightly dim area, a small shop emitting warm yellow light suddenly appears in front of you. The somewhat old decorations at the door of the shop tell the story of time.

The shop has no signboard, and there are a few unknown tall green plants placed randomly at the door, standing there like silent guardians.

She pushed open the half-open wooden door and stepped into the shop.

The store is simply and warmly decorated, with all kinds of strange little items and some simply packaged snacks on the shelves.

Behind the counter sits a gray-haired grandmother. Time has left deep marks on her body, but has also endowed her with a unique charm.

I saw her fingers nimbly moving between the silk threads, weaving something.

"Grandma Fang." she called softly.

The old man looked up, his eyes full of love, and replied with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Shi, you are here."

Grandma Fang put down what she was knitting, stretched out her hand and gently called Shi Chu over.

Shichu walked to the counter and looked at the unfinished knitting curiously. The shape looked familiar, so she couldn't help asking, "Grandma Fang, what are you knitting?"

"I made this for my two little brats." Grandma Fang said with a laugh, "I learned it from an old book not long ago. It's called something like Double-Sided Four-Leaf Clover."

"I heard that a long time ago, people regarded four-leaf clover as a symbol of luck and happiness." She sighed and said with some melancholy, "Alas, I am old now and can't help them much. I can only do this kind of thing."

"Don't say that. The most important thing is the thought."

The two exchanged greetings for a while and talked about some interesting things that happened in their daily lives. The shop was suddenly filled with laughter.

It was getting late, so Shi Chu bought the things, paid for them and was about to leave.

"Hey, Xiao Di." Grandma Fang called her over and took something out from behind the counter and put it in her hand. "This is a gift from Grandma Fang. You are not allowed to despise it."

Shi Chu looked at the handmade fabric in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

The red and black four-leaf clover lay quietly in her hand. It felt cold to the touch and she didn't know what material it was made of. It seemed as if there were streams of light flowing on it, and it looked extremely delicate.

A warm current surged in her heart, her eyes moistened slightly, and she said softly: "Grandma Fang, how could I dislike it? It's too precious."

She carefully put the lucky clover into her schoolbag.

He turned around and waved to Grandma Fang: "Grandma Fang, I'm leaving. I'll come to see you next week."

Grandma Fang smiled and nodded, her eyes full of kindness and gentleness.

Shichu's figure gradually disappeared at the corner of the street. Grandma Fang looked in the direction where she left, her heart filled with emotion and relief.

The child is kind-hearted and good-hearted. He is worried that something might happen to her living alone, so he comes to visit her every week to chat with her and keep her company.

Occasionally, when she looked at herself, there would be a hint of subtle sadness and nostalgia in her eyes. She was missing someone through herself, probably her deceased relative.

Alas, he is also a miserable child.

She sighed and slowly looked away.