Straw Pile

Chen Xiaonan saw an old man in a yellow jacket among the straw piles. The other children couldn't see anything. From that day on, he began to see things that others could not see - the reflection in the well water would move on its own, and the tablets in the ancestral hall would shift in the middle of the night. Twenty years later, he realized that those eyes were not a gift or a curse, but a "window" opened in him by a system older than human civilization. He thought he was observing a ghost. Little did he know that ghosts, fate, and even every seemingly independent choice he made were being accurately calculated by a pair of faceless eyes.