After the Death of My Ex-Girlfriend, I Received Seven Couriers

Three years after my ex-girlfriend Lin Wu died, she actually sent me 7 express packages. There were no relics inside, just a photo of the funeral home. In the photo, I lower my head to sign the cremation confirmation form, and a man puts his arms around my shoulders, crying more like a relative than anyone else. There are three words written on the back of the photo: Don't sign. But I signed that word three years ago. From that day on, seven couriers arrived one after another. Freezer records, fake signatures, old medical records, cufflinks, surveillance fragments, everything told me: the funeral that year was a drama written in advance. I thought I was checking Lin Wu's death. Later I found out that what she sent me was not a clue, but a list.