"Tsk... ah..." Ling Yun moved his arm just a little, and a piercing pain shot through his wrist. The sound of chains came with it.
Ling Yun had no idea why he was locked up.
"You slept for quite a while this time. Are you hungry?" The low voice of the person who entered made Ling Yun's whole body shudder. He knew that voice, knew it so well he could never forget it. His Uncle Qiao, Qiao Yi.
Ling Yun only remembered Qiao Yi once joking, "If you don't behave in the future, I'll lock you up." But they had just celebrated their birthdays together.
"Uncle Qiao, was I misbehaving yesterday? Why did you lock me up here? And my whole body hurts so much. Did something happen?" Ling Yun looked at Qiao Yi pitifully, his voice tinged with tears.
Qiao Yi stiffened as he listened, then narrowed his eyes at Ling Yun. His gaze made Ling Yun uneasy, and he instinctively tried to back away. Qiao Yi noticed and grabbed him by the arm.
In an unusually cold voice, Qiao Yi said, "Xiao Yun, do you really want to get away from me that badly? How many times have you lied to me to escape? How many times have you put on this amnesia act? You don't think I'll fall for it again, do you?" As he spoke, he yanked Ling Yun toward him, then used the momentum to push him onto the bed and pin him down.
Was Ling Yun pretending to have amnesia, or had he really lost his memory? What was going on? What exactly was Ling Yun trying to do?
I just wrote whatever came to mind. It might not be very good. I only wrote as ideas came to me.
Theme: Everything will proceed along its proper course
