Zhixu

Shen Zhaoyi only believed in two things in his life: the truth under the microscope and the texture touched by his fingertips. Until she discovered a pattern on a piece of silk fabric from the Song Dynasty that shouldn't exist. The moment she touched the pattern, she fell into a place called "Weaving Ruins" - countless silk threads hung from the void, and all the skills on the verge of being lost were temporarily stored here. There is only one voice there, claiming to be the digital remnant of a Song Dynasty craftsman. He remembers every weave, every recipe, every dying craft. But he forgot who he was, why he was here, and how many years he had been "living" alone. Weaving ruins are disappearing. He is also disappearing. She found that what she could do was not to save him, but to be proof of his existence. ——"I can't let you stay. But I can let you be remembered." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.