A moonlit night, a magical weapon, and an old story.
Holding the Fourteenth Continent Moon and waiting for dawn amidst the sound of the gentle stream in the valley is what Qingyu has been doing best every night for more than ten years.
But tonight is different.
Thin clouds cover the moon, and the stream is stained with iron. Senior brother's love and hatred are too strong, tearing apart a lonely moonlit night like an eagle's claws. After the brokenness, it's time to end.
Twisted Senior Brother x Lonely Young Master
Intention: let go