Guan Moxin walked down a deep and secluded corridor, her ankle-length white nightdress trembling with her steps.

"Sister!" she heard her own trembling voice echoing through the hollow walls.

But where is my sister? She looked at the unfathomable end, and summoned up the courage to walk over. The more I walked, the more I felt like I was surrounded by a chill, and the cold seeped into the depths of my hair.

"Mo Xin. ”

Faintly, I heard Guan Moxiang's voice.

"Sister. Her heart was irrepressibly ecstatic, and her steps widened.

"I'm here. ”

With each step, she got closer and closer to the voice, but she never saw her sister's person. She saw a little spark not far away, and ran over without hesitation. My sister must be there.

She ran to the door, and from inside came her sister's voice, and there seemed to be people in the room, and my sister seemed to be talking to people, and they were talking very quietly, and she couldn't hear what her sister was talking to them. Gradually, my sister's voice changed to a miserable wail.

She stuck to the door, banged on the door with all her might, and tears rolled out of her eyes: "Sister, sister!"

The door opened, and she saw her sister sitting on the dresser with her back to her, her pale, thin cheeks, not a single trace of blood.

"Help me, help me!" my sister's facial features twisted slightly. Someone stepped forward and pressed Guan Moxiang's arm.

"Sister!" she screamed, but what she saw was the tears on her sister's face, which were actually red.

A cry escaped from her mouth, and she opened her eyes to find that it was still foggy outside the curtains, and the sky was not yet fully light. Today is my sister's big day. She bit her lip, the relationship between the two sisters was very good since she was a child, and her biological mother ran away from home when she was only two years old, and there was no news.

"Mo Xin. There was a gentle knock on the door.

She froze her mind and wiped the cold sweat from that nightmare with her sleeve: "Please come in." ”

A thin and beautiful woman walked in, it was Du Congrong, her father's wife who remarried five years ago.

Du Congrong took a glass of milk from her hand and walked to the bed with a smile: "Are you having a nightmare again, I heard you screaming so loudly outside." ”

Her tear-stained eyes glanced at Du Congrong in surprise, not understanding why she had come in. But the nightmarish shadow oppressed her heart and lungs, she bent her knees, curled herself up, hugged her knees, and the ominous omen in her heart slowly rose: "Sister......"

"Your dad and I are very worried about Moxiang's whereabouts. We've searched everywhere she can go, but we haven't found her. Alas. Du Congrong sighed and handed her the milk in his hand, "Drink it." You can sleep comfortably. You've lost weight since your sister went missing. ”

With a sad look on her face, she hesitantly took the glass of milk: "My sister has been missing for a week...... Today is her ......"

Du frowned slightly from Rong Jiao's good face: "Mo Xin, don't think about it so much, your father will take care of it." ”

"But......" came a throbbing pain in her heart. My sister's wedding involves my father's business, which is on the verge of bankruptcy, and if the marriage takes place as scheduled, what will their housekeeper take to hand over to someone?

Du Congrong touched her cheek, and there was something in her eyes that she couldn't understand. Gradually, her consciousness was lost, and her vision disappeared, and she felt an indescribable tiredness all over her body, and she wanted to sleep......