Paperman Returns: the Thirteenth Pair of Eyes

The rain in Huaiyin Town always carries a musty smell that cannot be washed away. There were no lights on in the paper shop, and only the occasional flash of lightning outside the window could briefly illuminate the densely packed paper shops inside. Those colorful paper figures, paper horses, and paper sedans, in the flickering light and shadow, are like a group of breathing creatures, dormant quietly in the darkness. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.