阴客

A schedule was posted on the door of the forensic clinic located on the corner of the third floor of Kanghe Hospital:

Monday, Wednesday: Municipal Public Security Bureau; Tuesday, Thursday: District Public Security Bureau

Of course, this is what the ordinary person sees. In actuality, there is another sentence underneath…

It says — on the fifteenth of every month, the Yin Guest arrives. He won’t wait past this time, search for his whereabouts elsewhere.

On the fifteenth of a certain month, Yin Wushu stood on a black rock next to a bridge and

said to Xie Bai from a far distance: “Ever since you started living in this damned place, you’ve never let me enter.”

Xie Bai held the side of the door expressionlessly: “Are you done talking?”

Yin Wushu: “For good or bad, I worked very hard to raise you for nearly a hundred years.”

Xie Bai said with a cold expression: “So?”

Yin Wushu: “Slam the door lightly?”

Xie Bai wordlessly raised a hand and sealed the door with a “boom”. The sound was so loud that the stone bridge trembled.

Yin Wushu: “……”

“Lived for too long and accidentally became twisted” gong x “Lived too close to that twisted person and couldn’t avoid becoming twisted too” sick, fragile shou [misleading]