Moon over Yangcheng, Frost over Jincheng

Qiao Ruoxi endured years of blindness and finally regained her sight, yet she could never escape her obsession. She never deleted the game that held four years of joy and sorrow. Every night, she would quietly log in and become a silent NPC at the Moon-Gazing Terrace in Brightmoon City, keeping watch over the lonely moonlight as she waited for someone who would never come.

Shen Zhichen was the only light in her darkness, the last salvation in her despair, yet he was a home she could never reach in this life. Keeping his only love and deepest despair hidden in his heart, he extinguished that light with his own hands and swore never to see her again. She guarded her shattered memories and silently grew old.

Love could not be spoken, longing could not be seen. The moon remained, but they were worlds apart. This was a fated, heart-wrenching love carved into their very bones, destined to remain an eternal sorrow.