Shimmer Bookstore

After being unemployed for a year, Xue's right index finger started to glow. The translucent lines look like circuit boards, like tree roots, like something breathing under the skin. He put a Band-Aid on it. Forget it, staying up late will cause more hallucinations anyway. Until the pyramid video he edited, at 3 minutes and 17 seconds, underneath the sarcophagus—— A golden eye blinked. He didn't add this special effect himself. That night, two black cats broke into the used bookstore. The long-haired tail slapped the table three times. Like a secret code. The short-haired one knocked everything over, but rubbed his glowing right hand. Xue said: Forget it, I can't support myself anyway. But he poured milk into two bowls. From the Egyptian pyramids to the Terracotta Warriors in Xi'an, from Stonehenge to Atlantis. Government troops mocked him for bringing two cats on an expedition. Qiuqiu knocked over the sacrificial vessel and accidentally opened the mechanism that they had not cracked for three hours. Dora drew a symbol on his palm with his paw, which was exactly the same as the pattern. Snow gradually discovers that his rot is not a curse. His depression is not a flaw. It was the price for some ancient qualification to awaken in him. When the lines spread to his shoulders, he broke his mantra for the first time: Forget it—— Not this time.