Paper Man Alley does not accept living people, but I am not a living person.
On my grandma's first seven nights, I took an order for the first time.
The order was placed by a woman who had been dead for three days. She wanted a red paper umbrella for her husband who was still alive.
I thought I had encountered an evil spirit until my name was written down in the "Room Book", and the date of my death was also written down.
From that day on, the missing sister, the erased students, the photos of the deceased who could not be taken alive, the last bus with no end, the theater that only showed the dead... Strange things all pointed to the flood that blocked eighteen years ago.
They said I had died when I was nine years old.
The person I am alive now is just a "paper man" made by my grandmother using the names of forty-seven deceased people.
But I don't want to live for anyone else.
I just want to find my sister, find out the truth, and write those people forgotten by the city back to the world one by one.
Until the seventh order appears——
Zhizhao Qichuan City.
Recipient: Chen Du.
Deadline: Before dawn.
Reader comments
There is still room for improvement in this book, please come on, author💪
There is still room for improvement in this book, please come on, author💪