Nightmare

A preview of my upcoming novel: The New Neighbor Next Door [Mild Horror]. See below for the blurb.

Blurb for this novel:

[Mild Horror Mystery]

[Misleading Blurb, Not a Utopia]

Please add it to your collection QAQ

Seriously: [Repressed Madwoman + Obsessive Fool + An Age That Devours People]

When Shen Shu first arrived at the Yan household, she decided to create a persona for herself.

She had lost her family, so she would be a pitiful, helpless orphan.

She had come here to escape trouble, so she would be a poor little thing who was often bullied.

And because her family had fallen on hard times, she would refuse the Yan family's help even when she was dirt poor: a delicate little flower, pretending to be strong and untouched by the world.

But Shen Shu had thought of everything, and still missed one thing.

Her persona as a strong, pure little flower had completely crumbled in front of Yan Xici, the person in charge of the Yan family.

Yan Xici had known Shen Shu for much longer than Shen Shu thought.

Back then, she still called her Sister Shen.

Yan Xici thought Shen Shu was her whole world.

Until the third time she lost her Sister Shen.

When Yan Xici could no longer hold back and climbed onto Shen Shu's bed one late night, her usually cold eyes burned with years of repressed longing.

Half-kneeling beside the bed, she gazed up at Shen Shu. Her fingertips trembled as she lifted the sash of Shen Shu's dress and kissed it reverently.

"Love me. Love only me, Sister... Your eyes can only look at me... Please..."

The New Neighbor Next Door [Mild Horror]:

A numb, resigned, long-suffering child VS a wealthy, sinister god who can't bear to see children suffer

When Lin Zhi was in college, her family suddenly began worshipping a Guanyin statue.

At first, she didn't pay much attention. Her mother was getting older, after all, and was at the age when people started getting superstitious.

Lin Zhi didn't live at home often. All she knew was that her mother believed in her Bodhisattva more and more. She said the Bodhisattva often appeared in her dreams to preach to her, and would take her up to heaven to enjoy a life of luxury.

Hearing her mother say this over the phone, Lin Zhi couldn't help rolling her eyes. She thought, This woman has finally gone crazy.

The last time Lin Zhi saw her mother was a few months later. Her younger sister found Lin Zhi and said she'd lost her key and couldn't get back into the house.

Lin Zhi handed over the key she hadn't used in ages. Two hours later, her sister called, terrified and distraught: their mother was dead.

At the police station, the woman who had recently moved in next door accompanied Lin Zhi as she was questioned.

She smiled gently, her words harmless:

"That's right. Xiao Lin was with me the whole time."

"What is your relationship?"

"Officer, we share a bed."

1. I'm terrible at writing blurbs.

2. All-female cast.

3. I write whatever comes to mind.

4. The cat has already started writing.

5. Expected to be 200,000 characters. If it goes over, pretend I never said that.

6. I really hope to sign a contract after the story is finished QAQ

7. Once it's finished, I'll change the title back to its original name, Nightmare.

Theme: Don't let waiting become a regret.