Yuanji Kaling

My name is Lin Yan, and I have opened a "light picking office" in the south of the city. On the surface, he took on some chores of finding people and things, and secretly dealt with some "not so clean" things. I have an orange cat named Fu Dou. It would use my mind to talk to me in the middle of the night, telling me which alleys were eating people, and which building's elevators would stop an extra floor at three in the morning. I have a left eye, a golden one. You can see the unknown "backside" of this city: the glass walls of office buildings are crowded with faces, the cry of babies can be heard from deep in the subway tunnels, and the updates in the circle of friends at midnight will be updated by themselves - from people who died three years ago. I also have a stack of cards. White, blue, and gold, each one has a "thing" closed. The echoes of the Wailing Wall, the reflection in the mirror, the faceless passengers on the last subway train... I turned them into cards, and they turned me into a monster. The night watchman said that I was an "uncontrollable variable" and should be contained. The Deep Blue Foundation said I was a "perfect specimen" and should be dissected. The Twilight Priory said I was the "Chosen Key" and should be enshrined. I said, fuck you. I only want three things: the next good meal, the next commission, and myself not going completely crazy in the next month. Until I saw that photo in the deepest part of the city—— At the age of twenty-two, I stood in front of a huge beating heart, holding up a blank card with an expressionless face. There is a line of text on the back of the photo: "Contract it and forget everything else." Now I remember. What I forgot was not three years, but a whole life.