Gray Order

Delivery rider Chen Mo has three insulated boxes strapped to his back seat. A piece of shredded fish-flavored pork costs five yuan and three. One is pretending to be anxious, the other is pretending to be in pain. Gray apps cannot be deleted and the battery is always fully charged. There are a thousand rules sealed in the body, but only seven or eight can speak. On that thunderstorm night three years ago, Lin Zhixian disappeared at the substation. Everyone said she was dead. Three years later, she sent a message from his food delivery app: "I received the bottle of silence you sent. Thank you." There is a check mark at the end of the note. The one she's used her whole life. "You have three years to come to me."