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Picking up Light on a Rainy Night
Short Fiction雨夜拾光
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On a rainy night, a taxi ran through the water and slowly stopped at the corner of the street. I opened the car door and raised my eyes for a moment, my blood froze - the man in the driver's seat was my first love, Lu Chenzhou, who disappeared from the world ten years ago. "Hello, let's go to the 'Tracing Detective Agency'." I gave the address calmly, but my nails dug into my palms. The dim car roof lights illuminated his hands with white joints - they were shaking violently, like dying vines. In the rearview mirror, his jaw was tense and his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't dare to look at me. The screen of my mobile phone flashed with dim light, and the latest news was dazzling: [Target confirmed. Hold still. Ten years ago he left a "goodbye" and disappeared completely. Now I personally weave a web to force him into a dead corner. But when Eason Chan's "Ten Years" sounded in the car, he stepped on the brakes out of control, and I finally tore up the pretense: "I told you all my ten years of experience... But you don't even want to say 'hello' to me." The faded peace charm swayed on the dashboard, and the stitches were clumsy-I sewed them with my own hands back then. "Let's get to know each other again. I'm Su Nian." I smiled with tears in my eyes, "This time, don't get lost again." Reunited on a rainy night, lies and truth confront each other. When the shadow approaches again, who is hunting whom in this ten-year hunt?
On a rainy night, a taxi ran through the water and slowly stopped at the corner of the street. I opened the car door and raised my eyes for a moment, my blood froze - the man in the driver's seat was my first love, Lu Chenzhou, who disappeared from the world ten years ago. "Hello, let's go to the 'Tracing Detective Agency'." I gave the address calmly, but my nails dug into my palms. The dim car roof lights illuminated his hands with white joints - they were shaking violently, like dying vines. In the rearview mirror, his jaw was tense and his Adam's apple rolled, but he didn't dare to look at me. The screen of my mobile phone flashed with dim light, and the latest news was dazzling: [Target confirmed. Hold still. Ten years ago he left a "goodbye" and disappeared completely. Now I personally weave a web to force him into a dead corner. But when Eason Chan's "Ten Years" sounded in the car, he stepped on the brakes out of control, and I finally tore up the pretense: "I told you all my ten years of experience... But you don't even want to say 'hello' to me." The faded peace charm swayed on the dashboard, and the stitches were clumsy-I sewed them with my own hands back then. "Let's get to know each other again. I'm Su Nian." I smiled with tears in my eyes, "This time, don't get lost again." Reunited on a rainy night, lies and truth confront each other. When the shadow approaches again, who is hunting whom in this ten-year hunt?