If people often tell you that you “overthink” things
congratulations, you may have a hidden trait called “high sensitivity.”
The two heroines of this story have some unusual talents: one can hear sounds that others can’t, and the other can see colors that others can’t. Sounds cool, right? In practice, though, it means they run out of energy quickly, tire easily, and sometimes get a “weak signal” in a crowd.
They used to wonder if something was wrong with them. Then one day, they met each other, and discovered that there really was someone in the world who could understand their frequency.
So this story is for everyone who’s been told they “overthink.” For those who suddenly feel lonely in the middle of a crowd. For those who feel too much but don’t know where to put it all.
And lastly, I want to tell you a secret: seeing colors others can’t isn’t a malfunction. It means your unique version is running just as it should.
What you feel is real.
You’re one of a kind.
And this world needs people who can hear more.
“Jiang Tingbai, if I lose control one day,” Lin Yuan asked softly in the car as they fled, “will you let me leave in peace?”
Jiang Tingbai gripped the steering wheel and watched the pursuers’ lights in the rearview mirror. “No. I’ll go crazy right alongside you.”
The night of the full moon is coming, and the door to the Mirror Hall will open.
The only key in their hands is melting.
They have just seventy-two hours left.
◇ Those who hear all things will eventually hear the truth. ◇
◇ Those who dwell in silence will eventually become deafening. ◇
Pure White Silence: A duet of two broken frequencies, a lullaby for lonely souls
