Gray Area

Reality and the other world are slowly merging, and the only way to kill the ghost is to survive. One of the light tubes at the last 24-hour convenience store in Lincheng was broken. Shen Du stepped on the ladder to replace the new light tube, and white light filled the aisles between the shelves again. He jumped down from the ladder and glanced at the clock on the wall. Two eleven in the morning. It's that time again. It had been three months, and every time he looked at the clock, it happened to be this time. He knew that this might be a psychological suggestion, just like an insomniac who could not fall asleep the more he looked at the time. But he couldn't help but think about it. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.