Number One Lie

The white-haired girl fell in front of him countless times. Whenever it is touched, only the cold residual warmth between the fingerprints is left. . As an Internet antique appraiser, Xia Chong can verify the authenticity of all old objects, but cannot verify his own memory - why is there no laughter that he remembers in his childhood photos? Why was the ending of an old game fixed in his mind as a silver-white spaceship passing through a dark blue star gate, while all records showed blue and red? When his alarm clock always stops at 6:59, and when a mysterious organization that studies "errors" comes to his door, the answer emerges with a cruel outline: the world was built on an unrecognized migration. People tell the first lie for self-protection, and the second lie to adapt to the collective, layer upon layer, building the foundation of reality. And people like him, who were born in the second hand crack of the millennium and whose cognition cannot be covered by public narratives, have become precious "loopholes" in the system. Chasing the falling silver figure in the dream, Xia Chong is forced to stand on the edge of the fault line of truth: Should he uncover the gentle lies and return to the desolate but real shore; or should he protect the integrity of fiction and salvage the eternal falling light in the perfect illusion? When the film of the world was about to be revealed, that voice sounded quietly: Hush, my friend, would you tell the first lie for me?