“Young man, do you know you're a containment object?”
“?”
“Never mind, it doesn't matter. Just be yourself, but you have to do something for me.”
“!”
“Of course, you can refuse. It'll just cost you a little something.”
Only later did Lin Meng understand how steep that price was. In the long years that followed, every time he thought of it, it felt like waking from a vivid dream.
