I'm Qiao Jie, 27 this year, living in Yan Country's Dragon Gate Company dormitory, single. I work at Express Logistics. Every day I must work overtime until 9 p.m. before I can go home. I don't smoke, and I only drink alcohol in moderation, going to bed at eleven each night, but I will always be on my phone until the wee hours before willing to sleep.
Before sleeping, I have to put two drops of eye medicine, then I can't help but read novels for half an hour. Even after getting into bed, I might suffer from insomnia, then go to work with dark circles under my eyes. The doctor says I could drop dead at any moment.
And then...
Qiao Jie rubbed his confused eyes, but unexpectedly didn't feel the usual dryness upon waking up. The last scene in his memory was the company warehouse, where the collapsing goods were like a tsunami...
