Qi Nian, 22 years old, a senior social worker, died from continuous overtime work. The only regret I had before my death was that I had never had a campus love in my life.
When she opened her eyes again, she was sitting in a gloomy classroom, becoming a "new student" in the terrifying copy of "Qiming Rebirth Class 7".
Rules are alive, credits are poison, and classmates can turn into ghosts at any time.
But Qi Nian couldn't care less about being afraid - because her new deskmate was so, so, good-looking.
He has strange eyes, cold white skin, and a voice so good that it makes your legs weak.
Qi Nian: I'm fine. I can do it. My death was not in vain.
What she didn't know was that this deskmate's true identity was the leader of the four bosses at Dusk Station, the ultimate boss who was in charge of the "rules" and had lived for who knows how many years.
He came here to see with his own eyes his destined "doom."
Then he discovered with horror - why did this calamity rush into his arms as soon as they met? Why do you still call him cute when he blushes? Why is it still... So hard to push away?
"Don't get so close."
"No."
"... I will kill you."
"Your ears are red again."
He didn't know that she had died once. People who have died once are not afraid of death; people who are not afraid of death are the craziest ones in the horror dungeon.
At the same time, the living class rules are evolving, teammates are struggling to survive, and the fate of the four patrols is approaching. Dusk Station, on the verge of collapse, is waiting for an ending that no one can predict——
A ruin piled up by obsession, a creator who uses "re-enactments" as bait, a train that will never reach the station.
Her name is Qi Nian, and she comes to pray for a thought of her own.
His name was Yan Wujiu, and he waited an eternity before someone took him seriously.
She said: I am a person who has died once. From now on, all good things you do to me will be gifts. But I am a person who wants the whole store after buying a gift.
Intent: Facing regrets and obsessions, death is not the end of the story, being remembered is salvation.
