Lin Mian, a person who was deprived of his voice at the age of seven, embarked on a long-distance bus in the north with no money to ask for help and ruined the lives of others. The scab of his own life was uncovered the moment he got off the wrong station.
Two souls full of tragedy collided. The four-month relationship allowed Lin Yan to peel off his scars little by little, but the emotional vacancy was often filled by trivial things.
"I can't look directly at your lip lines. It reminds me of the scars spreading all over my body." Lin Yan gestured with trembling hands.
The shackles of sound are the pain of tearing old scabs, and the emptiness of emotion makes flesh and blood when I meet you.
(This work was co-created with a friend)
Intention: good
