After death, if obsession persists, one will fall into a cycle of dilemma. My name is Lin Yuan, and I died at an intersection where a wedding car and a hearse intersected. When I opened my eyes again, I thought I was reborn. Multiple dreams were nested layer by layer. The passage in the haunted house connected life and death. The red and white demons looked on with cold eyes. I thought I was the protagonist, but it turned out that I was the sacrifice. I thought I was changing my life, but it turned out that I was waiting to die. When the truth tears away all disguises, the world collapses, leaving only a biting chill. Paper people have feelings, and life and death are not destined. This time, I don't want to escape, I just want to be trapped in this never-ending reincarnation with you.
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The needle doesn't poke, it really does, haha