Chen Mo is just an ordinary delivery boy.
The most important thing every day is nothing more than how many orders can be run today, how much power is left in the electric car, and how to pay back the rent and Huabei at the end of the month.
It wasn't until after he moved that he found that his orders seemed to be delivered more and more easily.
No matter how hard the road is, you can always find another entrance; orders that are about to expire are always caught up by accident; no matter how difficult it is to find the recipient, you can always find it in the end.
At first, Chen Mo only felt that he had been lucky recently.
Later, he received increasingly strange commissions.
A letter sent to someone who has been missing for many years.
An address that doesn't exist on the map.
A recipient that no one believed could ever be found.
Later, someone asked him to send an apology that was long overdue, someone asked him to send someone home, and someone asked him to give the last hope of a certain world into his hands.
Others asked him who he was.
Chen Mo lowered his head and glanced at the new order that had just popped up on his phone.
"As you said, I deliver food."
"Do you have an address?"
