Sunny afternoon.
In the children's ward of the nursing home, leaning on the bed by the window, facing two children who were sitting silent.
The crystal-clear chessboard lay between the two people.
Rong Linyi raised his head, his hollow eyes cut off all the light sources, and he followed the sound of breath in the air to determine the girl's position.
She is so quiet, as quiet as an orchid.
If it weren't when playing chess, he would occasionally touch her finger, he would wonder if she was still in front of him.
In the days that followed, he would dream of such a scene countless times. She was sitting opposite him. The sun was very good, but he would never see her face.
He pretended to make a move while she was playing chess, and took the opportunity to touch her finger.
But the dream is always unsatisfactory, no matter how fast he moves, his fingertips will always be a ghost...
He can't touch her, he will never touch her again.
If he knew that the price of restoring the light was not being able to touch her for a lifetime, he would rather be blind forever.
After meeting Su Yanyun, this dream has not reappeared for a long time.
When he hugged her in his arms, the piece of meat in his heart that had been cut off by the light seemed to be easily filled with her.
It was as if she was the missing piece, which originally belonged to a part of his heart.
Rong Linyi never went deep into why this was.
Holding her, owning her, is like an instinct.
But this afternoon, when he touched her finger on his fingertip on the chessboard, he actually had a hallucination.
The time of illusion returns to that moment many years ago.
She never left...she always sat opposite him...
"Lin Yi..."
I noticed that Rong Linyi's movements became a little rude.
Su Yanyun uttered a little scared.
However, her lips were immediately sealed by Rong Linyi who followed the sound.
He seemed to chew her to pieces and swallow her, there was a ferocity when a hungry beast ate.
"Hush, don't...talk...don't say anything..." His voice was trivial and disordered, and along with his heavy breathing, he was disturbed in the light dusty afternoon sun...
...
In a daze, the phone on the table rang.
Su Yanyun turned around and picked up the phone. She saw the words "He Yueze" flashing on the screen.
"Your friend." She asked Rong Linyi.
Rong Linyi grabbed the phone and slid his thumb to answer. Without waiting for what to say over there, he had already spoken first: "Wait!"
He hung up the phone in a hurry, and his breathing swift again. Su Yanyun didn't have time to think about whether any inappropriate notes fell into the short call just now. Rong Linyi had already pulled her people and thoughts over.
Now it is day, but he is night, dragging her into his world, and perish all together...
...
Untie the strip of cloth covering his face, Rong Linyi's eyes were blurred for a moment.
After a period of stupefaction, it seemed that it was teleported from a distant time to a normal space-time orbit.
His gaze then fell on Su Yanyun's body.
When he saw the countless purple-red traces all over her body, there was both guilt in his eyes and the renewed fire.
Su Yanyun was like a little beast bullied by violent storms, both eyes and lips were fragile and swollen.
Except when she said four words during the phone call, she obediently listened to him without saying a word.
Rong Linyi always likes to force her to speak out, like to force her to call his name, and listen to her weak begging for mercy. The more she shouts, the more excited he becomes. .
But this time...