Have you ever heard something you shouldn't have heard?
A sound of footsteps without an echo. A lullaby that stops mid-sentence. Someone whose face you can never see clearly says in your ear - "Did you hear that?"
These sounds won't go away. They sink under reality, like water seeping into the cracks of a wall, waiting for someone to speak for them.
Li Liao was deaf for half a year when he was seven years old. After recovering, there was an extra layer of things in his ears that others could not hear. Until a red paper invitation fell in through the crack in the door, signed by a woman named Su Wantang. There are only four words on the invitation: Come and have a wedding banquet.
There he went. Then I met a person under the archway at the entrance of the village.
The man was standing against a pillar, with a high collar covering his Adam's apple, sharp eyebrows, and a piece of identical red paper in his hand. He introduced himself: "Wen Zhaoyi." Later, they opened a door together with the oil lamp still on.
There was no one behind the door, only a half-burned letter, a pair of embroidered shoes walking back to the village entrance, and a puddle of rusty water slowly seeping out from the crack in the door. They discovered that some words don't disappear if they go a lifetime without being heard - they become something else.
Welcome to Beneath the Echoes.
Intention: Everything that is not finished has a beginning and an end.