Urban suspense/folklore/special occupation/group portrait/single female protagonist/no system
When my dad was alive, he taught me three rules.
First, if someone comes to unlock the door in the middle of the night, first check to see if there is any shadow of him.
Second, the person behind the door speaks first and then knocks. There must be no answer.
Third, if your name is engraved on the keyhole, leave immediately and don't look back.
I kept it for twelve years.
It wasn't until 0:44 in the morning that a call came in from a number that had long since been cancelled.
On the phone, my dad said, "Xiaozhao, come to Yinfan Mall. Dad has locked your sister inside."
But my dad died twelve years ago.
As for my sister Chen Qiao, no one in the world remembers her birth except me.
