At 8 o’clock this evening, when Du Ming was sitting alone at home watching TV, he received a text message: Hello, Mr. Du Ming. Your parcel is with us, please pick it up as soon as possible.
Du Ming looked at the text message a little distracted: He is an orphan and has no friends, why would anyone send him a courier? Hey, leave him alone, maybe it’s something valuable. Thinking of this, he was greedy and cheap, so he hurriedly got up and went out.
He came to the express store according to the address written in the text message and saw a sign at the entrance of the store. The first two characters of the sign were blocked and could not be seen clearly. There are only a few staff members in the shop, their faces are pale and their eyes are blank.
“It should be here, it’s gloomy.” Du Ming rubbed the goose bumps on his arm and stepped into the store. The people inside raised their heads, looked at him in surprise, and then lowered their heads to continue doing things two seconds later, as if nothing happened.
Du Ming came to the counter and said impatiently to someone: “Hey, I want to get the express.”
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The man raised his head and looked at him with godless eyes, without answering. Du Ming felt very uncomfortable when he was seen.
After a while, the man looked back and asked: “What is your name?”
“Du Ming. Give me things quickly, I Still eager to go back.” Du Ming urged.
The man turned his head and looked for it for a while, then looked at Du Ming, frowned and said, “Excuse me, you can’t get this express for now.”
“Why, I can’t take my own courier? Give it to me now!”
“You can’t take it before the time is up.”
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“What nonsense, I will take it now!”
“Well, there is a small kiosk across the road. Your express is there. Go and get it yourself. Come on!” The man shook his head helplessly.
“Huh!” Du understood him and left at a glance.
Du Ming walked to the door and saw that there was no car on the highway, so he ran to the small pavilion opposite. But as soon as he ran to the middle, a truck suddenly ran into him head-on and drove him to the signboard of the express store.
Now, he saw clearly that the four characters “Yin Yang Express” were written on the signboard.
Its soul is separated from its bloody body. Looking at his body that was horribly hit, Du Ming knew he was dead.
The man just walked over, handed a package to Du Ming’s soul, and said, “We are Yin Yang Express, which is dedicated to delivering express delivery to the dead. I told you about it. You take the expressThe time is not up, you still have to take it. Then I have to let you get hit by a car first-you can take it back by express. “
The man shook his head and left, leaving only Du Ming, who was crying, floating on the side of the road in a daze…