The Qiming Convenience Store in the demolition alley of the old city is the only light in this late night, and it is also a ferry that hides obsessions. Lin Ye, a junior, works a late-night part-time job to raise tuition. The three rules left by his boss have become his life-saving talisman at midnight: do not take orders by the window, do not respond to calls from behind, and do not look at the mirror of the refrigerator.
As the clock struck one o'clock in the morning, the fluorescent lights suddenly flashed and the refrigerator suddenly stopped. A woman in a floral skirt held five cents to buy orange hard candies. A child's voice called his name from behind. In the mirror of the refrigerator, a faceless woman and a black-eyed boy lying on the back of his neck were reflected.
The copper bell rang gently three times, which dispelled the chill, but shook out the obsessions of more than ten years - the children in the water, the mother looking for candy, the old alley that cannot be demolished, and the way home that cannot be illuminated.
The five-cent coin always rings softly at the scanning port, and the handful of orange hard candies is always missing. The light of Qiming is never for business, but to deliver a piece of sweetness to the lost soul.
The terror in the city late at night is never unprovoked malice, but a gentle obsession hidden in the cold that cannot be resolved.
