On the first day of Lin Wan's night shift, refrigerator No. 73 Was empty.
There was a pair of red shoes embroidered with lotus flowers underneath, with the toes facing her duty room.
The phone suddenly vibrated and a mysterious text message popped up:
[She found you - 72 hours left]
In the photo, she is wearing a pair of purple embroidered shoes, wearing her mother's favorite cheongsam.
The drop-shaped pearl brooch was a coming-of-age gift from her mother.
At midnight, the call came through.
Mother's warm breath touched the ear: "Wanwan, the soup is ready. When will you come back to try on shoes?"
The next day, my mother was sent to the emergency room.
The nurse's voice was filled with fear: "She is wearing a purple handmade cheongsam and can't take it off."
Lin Wan collapsed.
Because she remembered that her grandmother had snake patterns embroidered with blood on that cheongsam on the last day of her life.
The countdown begins, the cheongsam demands life, and the red shoes choose the winner.
This was a weird embroidery work that used the body heat of a living person to sacrifice, and she was the only sacrifice.
