Li Huowang worked as a nurse on the third floor of the Psychiatric Department of the Municipal Third People's Hospital for three years. He has lived a good life in the past three years: he has a stable job, a gentle girlfriend Yang Na, and a regular night shift life.
Until the 42-bed Chen Jianshe disappeared out of thin air. It's not that he died, it wasn't that he was transferred to another hospital, it's that no one remembers that he existed. There is no record in the medical record, the phone number of the family member is empty, and the meal ledger is missing a page - it seems that the world has never accepted this person. Only Li Huowang remembered.
He secretly stopped taking the medicine and began to write a "disappearance list", focusing on every detail: there would be one less row of shelves, one more carriage in the subway, the old lady in bed 41 chanted "the incense smell is wrong, the official daughter did not add salt", Yang Na's sound of chopping vegetables was always in the same rhythm.
The world is getting thinner little by little. All the clues pointed to the ward where he had worked for three years but had never actually entered.
"Nothing" erases not people, but data. And he is the only fault in this system that has not been erased
