Midnight Diner

For decades, every day at exactly five in the morning, a middle school student came in to eat a plate of fried rice.

An old woman who paid with hell banknotes.

A bloated, middle-aged man who smelled like salted fish.

And an eighteen-year-old girl who was always hopping as she walked.

A little girl with blood tears streaming from her eyes stood before Jiang Chen, her neck bent at a ninety-degree angle.

"Big brother, have you seen my ball?"

Jiang Chen: "No. Get lost!"

A diner that only opened late at night.

This novel and its characters are purely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.