My right eye started hurting again.
This tingling sensation started a week ago when I was handling the batch of cultural relics from the Republic of China. It was like a red-hot needle stirring behind my eyeballs.
I blinked, trying to ease the discomfort, but to no avail. The light in the museum's restoration room was particularly dazzling today, reflecting a strange halo on the carved bronze mirror.
It turned out that there was a ghost living in my right eye.
From then on my ordinary life was completely shattered.
