On a heavily raining day, Niall Horan was dying. His motorbike crashed into a tree and his life was on a thread. Death was besides him, waiting for the last breath of him to die out then take him away. He thought about his life, his family, his bandmates as the final thoughts of a dying man. Then he saw the stars, the brightest stars he had ever seen. Fifteen hours later, the dotor announced he was alive. His life was given another golden chance. What came next? [Story written in Vietnamese]
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