HP: At the beginning, I influenced Snape's childhood.

Lin Mo looked at the moon outside the window, but there was no light at all. It was moonlight obscured by clouds and mist, yet it caused an inexplicable dull pain in his chest. His fingers unconsciously rubbed the buttons on his cuffs, lost in thought.

Changfeng's surprised voice suddenly rang out: "Damn it, is that damn guy going to come back again?"

The forces within the chaos have shifted, and spacetime turbulence has begun to invade the smaller worlds.

"Oh no, Xiao Mo, we're about to be forced into time travel!"

A——L——W——A——Y——S

Snape had a nightmare in which his savior abandoned him, and he became a monster that no one wanted or cared for again.

He dreamt that in a blue light, Lin Mo, with a faint smile, gradually disappeared into nothingness.

The surrounding white light stung his eyes, and he had no doubt that tears would flow in the next second, and he did. For some reason, he squatted down and cried in his dream, his legs bent and his arms wrapped around him, his whole body curled up into a small ball.

Without Lin Mo, the surrounding light made his all-black outfit seem out of place. The intense light seemed to pierce his body and internal organs, causing his internal organs to suddenly twist together. He wanted to scream in pain, but he couldn't make a sound. No matter how hard he tried, there was no sound... The surrounding silence was terrifying.

The pure white light... made him lose even the courage to stand up.

...!

He suddenly woke up with a start. Snape was covered in a cold sweat and sat bolt upright, looking around. When he saw the familiar surroundings, he breathed a sigh of relief, but the unease in his heart wouldn't disappear.

With a mix of hope and fear, he put on his shoes, opened the door, and ran quickly to Lin Mo's room. But looking at the dark surroundings, he stopped in front of the door.

He was afraid that going in now would disturb Lin Mo's rest... He stood there for what seemed like an eternity, the clock on the wall ticking and chiming, constantly reminding Snape of the passage of time.

In the end, he couldn't wait any longer. The panic in his heart grew stronger and stronger. He didn't want to wait any longer, and he dared not wait any longer. In the darkness, Snape clenched his fist and knocked on the door of the room.

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He waited for Lin Mo's voice, hoping the other would gently ask him what was wrong, if he was scared. But... nothing came. There was no firm and deep voice from inside the room, only the ticking of the second hand, as if none of this had happened.

The quiet environment momentarily distracted Snape, and a precise answer struck him—Mercy had left.

He hurriedly pushed open the door, hoping that Lin Mo was just sleeping too soundly, but when he went in, his last hope was shattered.

The room was empty, the blankets were neatly folded on the bed, lifeless, as if no one had ever lived there. The cold air in the room forced him to admit that the owner of the room had indeed never been there.

As if he had lost his last support, his legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground, the cold floor keeping him completely conscious...

He forced himself to stand up, despite the throbbing pain that emanated from the depths of his heart and spread throughout his body, even reaching the tips of his fingers. He leaned against the walls on either side and slowly walked out, step by step. When he reached the door of the study, he opened it without hesitation.

He didn't want to wait any longer. At this moment, he felt like a condemned prisoner about to be executed, only hoping for the final verdict.

It was still pitch black, and there was no sign of human presence. But in the faint moonlight outside the window, Snape seemed to see a letter on the table.

He rushed over, still fantasizing that Lin Mo had just gone out for a while because he had some things to take care of.

But there was nothing there; it seemed that everything was just his imagination.

"Mercy doesn't want me anymore." Only this sentence echoed in Snape's mind.

Unexpectedly, he didn't cry. Instead, he slowly walked out of the study and into his bedroom as if he had lost his soul.

His empty eyes had lost all their former light.

Author's ramblings: I really don't know how to write (ಥ_ಥ).

We're about to enter the next generation, so in the next chapter I'll write about some tedious things and try to get to the scene between Si Jiao and Xiao Mo right away.