Luo Bing thought that his memories of family, relationships, and even all his enemies were just clear and clear. It was not until the end that he realized that the world had been a scam since he woke up, and he was just an abandoned chess piece.
So who is the culprit, and who created a 'worldwide' scam for him?
*
The man looked up at the young man with the backlight enthusiastically:
"God, please, please save me, please save me! I am willing to give my life, my faith, everything I have."
"Oh? What a pity, God does not need your life and faith."
Luo Bing's pale pupils reflected the person crawling on his feet, and there was no warmth at the corner of his mouth.
The man raised his frizzy hair and his face was twisted and ferocious: "Why, me, I finally met you, I can become your believer, why can't you take me out of this dirty world."
"Of course because you are so dirty."*
Luo Bing looked at the water gently: "Sorry, it's not that the world is bad, it's just that you haven't seen the colors it dyes when the wind blows in front of you in summer."
A timid voice sounded underwater: "Then, what color is it?" There was obvious desire in it.
Luo Bing couldn't help but smile. He couldn't hide the gentleness and sadness in his eyes. He knew she couldn't see it, but he still smiled:
"Hmm~ Let me think about it, it seems to be green. Do you want to see it? Then I can take you to see where the stars return. That is the place that the stars most expect, and it is their beginning and end." The tenderness of the water color gradually dyed the color of peach pink, creating waves of soft ripples, like the home of the stars that she could not see in her dream.
Concept: puzzle, world