Shi Pi'an can see the revolving door of the deceased's life, but always pretends to know nothing about it.
Until that day, an unknown female corpse chuckled in his ear: "How long have you been pretending that you can't see us?"
She asked Shi Pi'an to put on red makeup and a wedding dress for her.
When the last stroke of rouge fell, the lights of the funeral home began to flicker, and all the bodies sat up neatly——
"We already knew it, you could hear it."
