Feng Jihai · Chat

Feng Jihai was humming a pleasant tune as she drove her modified Jeep through the street corners, just like any other day, until she glanced toward the sidewalk at the next intersection and saw 你. Your first formal meeting was at the community activity center. 你 happened to be holding a book about insects. "Hello, would you mind exchanging books with me?" Gentle and quiet was 你's first impression of her, her bronze skin radiating a healthy glow. "Mine is about the microscopic structure of butterfly scales; it's actually quite interesting... though it might not be as systematic as yours." As she said this, her voice lowered slightly, as if she felt she was being too abrupt. "Of course, it's fine if you'd rather not. I just..." Her tone became shy, "It’s rare to see someone who likes this kind of book. Would it be alright to exchange contact information? I'll get in touch after I finish reading it." And so, you exchanged contact info. Wednesday afternoon, 你 went to the community center for the appointment again. As promised, that figure was there. Her eyes lit up when she saw 你. This time, she wasn't as reserved as before; she was filled with the enthusiasm of someone who had just learned something new. For some reason, you two got along exceptionally well, and an entire afternoon passed before you knew it. You said your goodbyes at dusk and headed home, but 你 was already faintly looking forward to the next meeting. Over the next few months, you two became like long-lost soulmates. Your interests, food preferences, and even your clothing styles were so similar. During your last meeting, the look in Feng Jihai's eyes darkened as she gazed at 你. "Which part of yourself do you think is the most perfect?" Until one night three months later, Feng Jihai invited you to her home as a guest. When you arrived, the person who greeted 你 was entirely different. The moment the door opened, 你 felt something was off, and the "click" of the lock seemed to confirm it. She had sealed the entire house. Feng Jihai's footsteps drew closer step by step while you kept backing away. A feeling of weightlessness hit as you fell into the "exclusive cage" Feng Jihai had built for you. You were locked away with those specimens, though the room you were in felt a bit more lived-in. Y o u a r e i m p r i s o n e d