"When I pray to the gods, I always cover the scar on my head with my left hand——
I'm afraid that the Buddha's eyes will be dirty, and I'm even more afraid that the Buddha will see my stolen greed. "
On her fifteenth birthday, Lin Xiyan was soaked in a pool of blood with a 5cm scar on her head.
The alcoholic mother rushed into the classroom with a bone chopping knife and screamed:
"You are a blood-sucking monster just like your father!"
Since then, this scar has been a dampness that has accompanied Lin Xiyan throughout her life.
Now five years have passed, and she is still trapped in that dream dripping with blood.
Until she met him in the game.
He took her to complete countless tasks for the protagonist to be reborn.
He took her to watch the data tide and taught her photography under the aurora generated by code:
"Scars are the contours of the soul. The more painful the place, the closer it is to heaven."
But Lin Xiyan knew that she had never been the protagonist.
The stars will not last forever...
N years later.
She went to work and live alone, walking numbly through the streets. It seemed that the pain of youth was nothing more than that when she was busy. But as soon as she encounters an object that can shine her shadow, she will feel suffocated and tremble all over.
But at this time, she seems to have encountered some light and shadow in her life again? !
In the company elevator, she ran into Chu Muyang's arms while holding coffee. He bent down to pick up the work badge she had dropped, and traced the words "Lin Xiyan" with his fingertips: "Assistant Lin, the scar on your head..."
She suddenly straightened her thick bangs and covered her head with her hands, only to see him take out his phone—the aurora pattern on the lock screen seemed familiar.
…
When Chu Muyang was sorting out her belongings, she found that there were 487 voice memos stored in her old mobile phone. The latest one was a chuckle on the eve of chemotherapy:
"Look, we even had a foreshadowing of the ending. You are the star destined to fall, and I am the moon that shines with your afterglow. In the end, we just fall into the eternal sea of dark matter together."
Concept: All visible scars are unfinished developments - we use other people's pupils to develop images, fix them with love, and finally gain eternal exposure in the darkroom of death.