Three years ago, my father disappeared on Qixing Road.
Everyone says he never existed. His name can’t be found in the System, his place in photographs is blank, and even the neighbors say there was never anyone named Shen Shouyi.
I’m the only one who remembers him.
My father left me an old pair of sunglasses. When I put them on, I saw things ordinary people couldn’t: a red line in the cracks between the paving stones, stretching from beneath my feet to the end of the road. After midnight, anyone who broke a taboo would be swallowed by the red line and erased completely from everyone’s memory.
The vanished delivery rider, the breathing crack, the thirteenth streetlight that could only be seen through the sunglasses…
The secrets of Qixing Road ran far deeper than I’d imagined.
My name is Shen Ji. I’ll find my father, even if the whole world has forgotten him.
Come on, come on🤓