Because the system broke down and we had to repair it, the result was transferred to the escort car, or to be precise, in the coffin...
This is a story about someone who wakes up and becomes a cargo, has all kinds of joys and sorrows with the person escorting the cargo along the way, and finally becomes someone else's cargo. The heroine is neither omnipotent nor Mary Sue nor Xiao Bai, and the story is not bloody. It should be updated at least twice a week.
(Because there are so few people writing about The Shining, I decided to give it a try~)