Mo Baijin is a craftsman who restores old things. He repaired broken photo albums and stalled pocket watches, and also sorted out the belongings of the deceased. He believes that every old object has a small piece of unfinished time trapped inside it.
Until he opened the notes left by an old professor and saw a line of words:
"I discovered a world, right on the edge of sleep."
From then on, he began to have "series-like" dreams.
In the dream, he opened dark red doors:
Behind the door is a classroom that stays in dusk forever, and an unsent love letter rots in the trash can;
It's the silent post office at midnight, a letter written twenty years ago that has not been stamped yet;
It's a lost playground in childhood, where the merry-go-round is still idling, waiting for a child who will never come back...
He entered the "Corridor of Remembering the Past" - a labyrinth constructed of all "forgotten memories" and "unchosen possibilities".
There are no ghosts here, only regrets.
And his job has changed from restoring old things to "encoffining" the past: understanding, witnessing, and relief.
But there are dark rules hidden deep in the corridor:
Overindulgence will be assimilated into memory, and the body in reality will fall into eternal sleep;
Some memory cages possess consciousness and begin to actively prey on intruders;
In the real world, the number of strange narcolepsy patients is increasing...
What's even more dangerous is that Mo Baijin discovered:
Every old object he restored in reality corresponds to a memory cage in the corridor.
Is this a coincidence, or a trap carefully laid by someone?
When fragments of memories from the Republic of China begin to intertwine with modern clues,
When Du Yunbai, a night shift convenience store clerk who fell into the corridor together, was gradually eroded by the past,
When Mo Baijin realized that the deepest cage is often built by our own hands——
Only then did he understand:
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
Intention: Hehe