The young home-based painter moved to a small city.
This city is very strange, and the people in this city are also very interesting.
The taciturn man in a black suit, the naughty boy with tiger teeth, the sinister bartender, and the uncle mayor who sings off-key.
A small restaurant that only sells chicken, a shop that only sells soup, a post office that does nothing, the bougainvillea that remains unbeaten all year round, and the citizens who are keen on celebrating the festival.
Everything felt novel to him, but what concerned him most was the stacks of letters that appeared in his new home.
The recipient and sender were clearly written down, but they were sent to the wrong address. One mistake lasted ten years or more.
Who is the recipient? Where is he? Does he know that someone keeps sending him letters? Did he ever think about giving him another chance?
Who is the sender? Where is he? Did he know that the letter he sent was sent to the wrong place? Did he want to come to him?
The young painter slowly looks for clues, slowly enters a person's world, and slowly walks out of his world.
New article pre-acceptance: I am a ghost
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