C1151 A Glance

As dusk settled, the heavens above twinkled with a brilliant tapestry of stars. Gazing upward, Feng Zhentian realized it had been ages since he last admired the celestial display. In his youth, he would often seek the cover of darkness to marvel at the constellations, imagining that the stars might one day transform into the visage of his mother, whom he had been told was dead