“Don’t trust your parents.” The person who gripped my throat that night had my mother’s blood at the corner of their mouth. Zhou Yan discovered that the runes left behind by his parents were carved into his own bones. The silent night watchman Shen Wu, the mute girl Su Ya who could draw omens of death, the peddler Chen Fen who kept a key hidden away, the forum moderator Zhong Huai who hunted him, and the white cat in his dreams that licked his wounds were all waiting for him to open that door. But when he finally saw the truth, he realized that the person he should have trusted most was the one who had been lying all along.
