Before completely falling asleep, Ji Minghuan squeezed out some time to enter his own spirit world.
When he opened his eyes, what he saw was a library, with the sunset outside casting its dying light, like blood under the twilight, elongating those two long shadows.
Ji Minghuan lowered his gaze, expressionlessly glancing at the shadows on the ground, then slowly raised his head, looking at the "Black Cocoon" and "Chess Player" hanging from the ceiling.
Their limbs dangled down, heads drooping, without a hint of movement.
The Black Cocoon looked like a black wet umbrella hung out to dry on a clothes pole;
The Chess Player resembled jerky dangling from a butcher's hook, slowly decaying under the sunset.
Today, when Ji Minghuan found himself idle, he suddenly realized why, after creating a game character, these two "corpses" appeared in his spirit world.
