The boy is a postman and goes out on time at 6 o'clock every day in order to arrive at No. 409 Xingfu Street at 6:10 o'clock. It was a cozy little villa. Boys are never late...
This is an ordinary story that cannot be more ordinary, and it is also a true story that cannot be more true. There are no ups and downs, no shocking things. Kind of just mundane, ordinary. At this point, do you still want to hear me finish this story?