Jiang Bo thought that his biggest nightmare in his life was the razor blades that filled a cup of milk tea when he was seventeen years old.
Later he found out it wasn't.
The real nightmare is that the person waiting for him on the sports school playground has one face, two names, and two pairs of completely different eyes.
A pair would be red and wet, and he would rush for ointment after being injured, saying "I'm sorry" to the point where he felt worthless.
The other pair won't.
The other pair can only smile and squint, like a hunter looking at his prey that finally cannot escape. Those eyes would say "Why can't you", they would lock him in the basement, they would hurt him in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, they would leave traces on his body that cannot be washed away. Then one morning, he suddenly let him go.
Jiang Bo escaped. Return to his tavern, return to the orange cat named "Leaf", return to the boy who has been looking after the store for him for two months. He thought he was safe.
But whenever it was quiet at night, he could always hear that voice.
"What are you hiding from? I don't blame you."
Not an auditory hallucination. That person never leaves. He haunted Jiang Bo like a ghost—in his dreams, in his nerves, in the subconscious shudder he felt every time he was touched.
He knew that person was still waiting for him to return.
In other words, waiting for him to voluntarily enter the cage tailor-made for him.
The madman won't let go. The lunatic will only ask: "When will you admit that you are mine?"
Purpose: Healing
