Lantern for New Year

Grandma lives in an ancient village in the mountains. In the city, red lanterns are hung during the New Year, but in this village, white paper lanterns are hung at the door of every house on New Year's Eve. This year my grandma was seriously ill and asked me to go back to my hometown to watch the New Year's Eve lanterns. The elders repeatedly told me: I must guard the white paper lamp in the ruined temple all night long. The lamp cannot be extinguished and no one can leave it. As long as the lights are on at dawn, the life of the elderly in the village will be extended by one year. I stayed up until daybreak and the cockcrow sounded. I found that they all looked radiant overnight, but I was the only one whose vitality was almost exhausted. I was unwilling to accept the status quo, and the days of being imprisoned turned out to be the highlight moments for me to uncover the danger step by step.