At two o'clock in the morning, she put on the headphones, and the rose gold paint had already peeled off, like candy wrappers that had been licked repeatedly. The character on the screen was holding a spear and flying under the moonlight of the Canyon of Kings. Every time the tip of the spear passed through the air, there was a hollow echo in her eardrums.
She pronounced "cpdd" with her fingertips beating half a beat faster than her heartbeat. The replies from her teammates were like fireworks at zero o'clock, lighting up and extinguishing in clusters: some called her "baby", and some called themselves "Wild King", their voices were moist and warm through the electric current. She laughed and muted the microphone - letting those love words hang in a vacuum, like a frozen bee, its wings still vibrating but no longer able to sting anyone.
The moment the crystal exploded, all the IDs turned gray at the same time, and the canyon sank into a black screen. She took off her earphones and heard the echo of her own heartbeat - it turned out that there was an empty throne there, waiting for the next anonymous king.
Intention: Love will never wait