My Intuition Is a Person

[Modern fantasy + intertwining mystery + healing and growth + self-redemption]

Other people have a sixth sense. My intuition is a matter of life and death.

She speaks inside my head, curled up beside my pillow.

She says, "Don't sign. It's a trap."

She says, "There's someone crouching on the right, and they have a knife."

At first, I thought I was under too much pressure and had developed a split personality.

Later, I learned there was a transparent woman by my pillow. Her name was Liu Wanwan, just like mine.

When I sleep, she borrows my eyes to look outside.

When I'm awake, she watches out for every danger.

But later I realized she can't see everything, can't always guess right, and can't save me every time.

So what?

She's part of me, not my insurance policy.

She says, "If you're alive, then I'm alive."

I say, "If you're watching, then I'm safe."

These days, what I look forward to most is still going to sleep.

Because someone's there beside my pillow.

Even if we get it wrong, we'll face it together.