On my wedding day, my sister-in-law, who had been dead for three years, came back.
Wearing her wedding dress, she stood in front of my sedan chair and asked me with a smile:
"Sister, why do you even dare to steal my sister's marriage?"
Everyone said that she was the eldest lady of the Shen family.
She knows secrets that only her eldest sister knows, has her eldest sister's habits, and even has the same old wounds from her childhood.
But I know she can't be my sister.
Because three years ago, I personally changed my sister's shroud and watched her seal the coffin and bury her.
In order to prove that the person in front of me was fake, I opened my sister's coffin with my own hands.
The person in the coffin is indeed her.
Who is that standing in front of me?
Later I discovered——
The scariest thing about this matter is never why a dead person comes back.
But at the end of my investigation, I started to doubt:
The dead are real.
What came back is also true.
Fake... It could be me.
