"Ghost Wedding Dress: The Life and Death Spell Embroidered on the Wedding Dress"
One week before the wedding, Su Wan received an ancestral wedding dress from her grandmother. On the dark red satin, the golden eyes of the phoenix are eerily bright, and the birth date of Shen Xiuhe, a woman from the Republic of China, is sewn on the lining. Every golden thread is entangled with the smell of rust that cannot be removed.
On the night of the fitting, a faceless bride appeared in the mirror. The marks on her neck perfectly coincided with the collar of the wedding dress. When combing her hair in the middle of the night, the figure in the mirror is always a moment slower than her in raising her hand; the wedding dress in the closet is mended by herself, and the stitches are mixed with tiny white bones.
Grandma said, "This is a blessing," but when she asked, she served sweet-scented osmanthus cake mixed with bone residue. When Shen Xiuhe's evil spirit said through the mirror, "It's your turn," Su Wan was shocked to realize that the life-changing curse of nearly a hundred years was hidden in the wedding dress embroidered with blood and hair.
The fiancé was bewitched by a spell, the grandmother's confession was soaked in blood, and the light red marks on her neck were getting deeper day by day.
"On the seventh day of July, marry me -"
The golden threads of the wedding dress suddenly came to life and crawled up her ankles, like countless cold hands.
