On the night of the Ghost Festival, Yin Qi didn't listen to her friend's advice and went out with a smile.
She walked for half an hour and found herself standing on a street that shouldn't exist. People on the street wear
Wearing Hanfu and doing the old business, they all have no face. An old man
Hand her a bunch of candied haws
A little girl held her hand and called her "sister".
That street doesn't exist on the map. That street disappeared ten years ago.
Yin Qi suddenly remembered: She recognized that little girl. But she has been dead for eight years.
Intention: Forgetting is more cruel than death.