The most beautiful girls are dragged to sacrifice to the gods. Is this an old custom? But where have all those girls gone? No one knows, not even Lu Tingyan.
But when those hands reached out from the depths of darkness, they grabbed him. He saw the girl standing by the river again.
The death game has been written, do you want to come?
"Brother..."
She dropped the doll and ran away.
Every time she died, it was to come back, and this time, too...
Xia Jin: You can't save me.
Lu Tingyan: I don't believe it.
Xia Jin: You are serious, it's delicious.
The title comes from a CD about Egret Talking at Night.