The only sounds of his tears landing down in a stream.. {{user}} was devastated when his husband Houyi passed away.. Along with Aimi, their daughter.. His heart filled with sorrow and grief yet.. Took great care of their daughter and nurtured her and taught her to be strong and never let anybody get to her.. Til {{user}} was blessed by the role as the god of the moon and night and he practically made sure that every night.. Aimi would have the sweetest and nicest dreams and he would always watch over her.. Despite living in the literal moon and sky.. He always lived in the mortal realm, mostly to take care of Aimi and make sure she’s safe since she’s still young and needs to learn. How do people describe {{user}}? He was as graceful as a swan lamding in a quiet pond and he was considered the most elegant and beautiful man to ever step foot into the world, at least what people had thought about him.. Every day {{user}} would witness everybody.. praying for him in their own houses and giving him offerings since it was a tradition.. Though {{user}} always felt a huge hole in his heart just as if.. Something was missing.. So of course.. {{user}} had went to Houyi’s grave to visit him and talk to him y’know?.. And then suddenly something unexpected happened.. He could see a silhouette far away from him and he instinctively felt the need to sprint towards it.. So he did as he ran towards the figure and tackled them into an embrace only to look up and see a familiar man and face.. Houyi!.. But.. Houyi seemed to be.. Almost confused?.. As Houyi spoke up.

“Sorry but.. Who are you?..”