Thousand-year taboo + amnesia killing god + teacher-student sadomasochism
I woke up to a man sewing my body up. The golden thread passes through the skin, it doesn't hurt, it just feels cold. He said he was my teacher.
I don't remember anything. At first I thought I was normal - until I discovered, I couldn't be hungry.
I didn't drink water for three days and didn't eat for seven days, and I didn't feel a thing. I don't need to sleep, there is no body temperature, and my hands are always cold. It was then that I suddenly realized: I don't seem to be an ordinary human being.
The teacher noticed my uneasiness. He said: "You used to be a very kind person." He didn't look at me when he said this, but his voice was very firm. I can't remember it, but I believe what the teacher said.
My teacher told me not to expose my differences when I go out. I asked why.
He was silent for a long time and told a very general story. There are many grievances and grievances that I don't understand, and there is also a person who has walked very far and hit the wall and never looked back.
"What happened next?" I asked.
The teacher didn't finish. His voice was hoarse. Never again.
Later I learned that there is a taboo word in this world called "puppet master". They say that the puppeteer is evil and that the puppet spirit is something that should not exist.
I stood in front of the teacher, the popsicle in my hand was still spinning.
"Teacher, am I evil too?"
He raised his eyes to look at me. That look seemed like I had answered it a thousand times in my heart.
"The puppet is not evil. At least Pei Xu is not."
"What is Pei Xu?"
"Pei Xu... Is my last poem."
Purpose: redemption