In September in Beijing, I lay down in an alley for three days.
Later Liu Banxian appeared. He knelt down and glanced at me, his glance fell on my eyebrows, and he paused for two beats. There was a piece of ham in his hand, with a golden wrapper and a small ® on it. I ate it. He smiled.
"Come with me," he said, "There's something about you."
[Warning before reading]
I write whatever comes to my mind. I am a pure stream of consciousness writer. I like to pretend to be profound and like to write words that people cannot understand! If you don't take this bite, you'll enter by mistake!
- First-person canine perspective narration, atypical character design, large number of dialogue warnings
- Dog body and human heart·Positioning seance·Covering and remembering·Two male protagonists pulling·Folklore×Business
- Folk elements include side descriptions of talisman water, soul transfer, and Taoist magic. They are not popular science, so please do not take them seriously.
- A large number of commercial advertising industry terms appear, readers who are concerned are advised to read with caution.
- Open ending, non-traditional HE, not considered BE? ?
- The rhythm in the early stage is cold, and the emotions are released in the middle and late stages. Please be patient with the story.
Ps: The author himself doesn't even know where the writing went. If you encounter someone who can't understand it, don't scold him. The author himself can't understand it either.
Concept: In this world, there is one thing that cannot be positioned, placed, or covered. I remember who I am.