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When the lawyer called me, I was nesting in my rental house, chewing expired potato chips, and staring at the 147th "can't read" message on the recruitment software.
"Ms. Shen Shi'an, your grandmother passed away at 3:17 yesterday morning, and our body has been arranged. According to her will, you need to go to No. 17 Huaihua Lane, Old City within a month to inherit the 'Time Repair Shop'."
I almost choked on the potato chips.
"Wait, what did you say? My grandma passed away?"
The lawyer on the other end of the phone paused: "You don't know?"
Of course I don't know.
