Forensic archivist Su Wan has lived like a ghost for the past three years.
Three years ago, she personally signed Jiang Xubai's "Death Confirmation".
She didn't see the body, only a thin death certificate.
She thought the fire had burned him completely until that rainy night.
At 2:47 in the morning, a familiar knock on the door rang.
Standing outside the door was Jiang Xubai, who should have been reduced to ashes.
The sutures in his neck were broken, his eyes were cloudy, and he smelled of a mixture of formalin and rot.
He lowered his head to smell the ends of her hair and whispered hoarsely: "Wanwan, my bones hurt."
Su Wan didn't believe in ghosts, she only believed in the documents she signed.
Until she discovered that the cremation furnace three years ago was empty.
Jiang Xubai suffered from "living corpse delusion" due to extreme brain science experiments during the three years he was secretly imprisoned.
He firmly believed that he was dead and had just been dead for seven days.
His visit was not to ask for his life, but to seek confirmation.
In this cold world, is Su Wan also starting to rot?
[Suspenseful love / Cotard syndrome / Reunion (physical sense)]
