"When, dang, dang ......", the bell struck twelve times, Ping has not come back, Ling does not dare to sleep, because she has been having the same nightmare these days, in the dream she often sees another woman looking at her with complaining eyes, helplessly stretching out her hands, she feels scared, every time she wakes up she wishes to lean on Ping's broad chest, with his wide palm to comfort her, how happy it should be. But she had never tasted this kind of happiness, she knew that Ping didn't love her, their marriage was a tragedy, she knew, she knew it on the day she got married, Ping's faint expression clearly foreshadowed a mistake, great irony, she loved him so much, even ...... But she can't regret it, because she gave too much, too much......

In the dead of night, it was also the loneliest, the loneliest time, the silence around her was terrifying, she could even hear her own breathing, this silence simply made her feel suffocated. She casually turned on the radio and tuned into her favorite channel. At night, she used to fall asleep listening to the radio, because she couldn't stand such a cold night. "Hello, it's midnight live show, welcome to listen, the ghost story I'm going to tell today is "The Mysterious Mirror". There's a saying that at midnight, if you can't see your face when you look in the mirror, then ...... "Midnight live?" Ghost stories? Why did the show change? Didn't it use to be called the "Midnight Hotline"? Everyone talked about their own emotional problems, and that's why she liked to listen. Could it be that the show has changed? She has been afraid of ghosts and gods since she was a child, and every time she hears adults talking nonsense, she will be scared and can't sleep, fortunately, every time her sister will accompany her until she falls asleep, but now her sister can no longer accompany her, not because she is married, but because her sister has passed away two years ago, and the sister who took care of her is now sleeping in the ground, leaving her alone, and she feels a chill every time she thinks of her sister who has died. “…… Biyun looked at the mirror absentmindedly, and suddenly screamed 'Ah', the cry was full of fear, because she didn't see her face in the mirror. Ling felt a little scared, after all, in the middle of the night, it was listening alone, and this voice, the feeling of not being able to speak, a little weird, and it seemed very familiar, very similar, like, no, no, Ling shook her head desperately, as if she wanted to throw the thought just now out of her mind, this thought made her feel even more frightened, because this voice was very similar to her sister's, maybe it was just a coincidence, there were many people who sounded like it, how to say that her sister was dead, she watched her die with her own eyes, and when she was dying, her sister looked at her sadly and stretched out her hands to her, It was her, she killed her sister, and killed her sister who took care of her. If she could give the medicine to her sister that day, then her sister wouldn't have died, but she didn't. She happened to go home and saw her sister lying on the ground, next to an empty medicine bottle, her heart attack again, her sister stretched out her hands to her, and shouted hoarsely, "Medicine, medicine ,......", she didn't move, although she knew where the new medicine was, as long as she gave the medicine to her sister in time, then maybe my sister is still alive now. But Ping won't belong to her, he will definitely live happily with his sister, she will also suffer from love, although Ping doesn't love her, but at least she has him now, not her sister. Love is selfish, she understands that she shouldn't love Ping, but she has no way to control her feelings, every time she sees Ping treating her sister gently, she feels like she is being cut by a knife, she also knows that her sister is good to her, but she still can't help but be jealous of her sister, she hopes that it is her in Ping's arms instead of her sister. Yes, that day provided her with an excellent opportunity, for a while, the sister who was in pain, she was almost going to help her get the medicine, but at random, yes, as long as the sister was gone, she had hope to be calm, so she stood quietly, watched, and said to her sister, sister, bear with it, the pain will soon pass. She will never forget the grief and incomprehension in her sister's eyes before she died. After his sister's death, Ping is devastated, and he loves his sister as much as she loves him deeply. No! Her love was even stronger, and she was indifferent to the fact that she even cruelly watched her own sister die in front of him in order to get him. For two years after her sister's death, she was by Ping's side every day, she confided her feelings to him, at first Ping was shocked by her feelings, he rejected her, because he felt sorry for her sister like that, but men's feelings were fragile, she finally got what she wanted, and married peacefully, but after marriage, Ping often didn't go home at night, always pushed the company to be busy, and had to work overtime, but in fact, she understood that Ping couldn't forget his sister, and he wanted to stay alone to miss the person he loved deeply.

It was already morning when Rei woke up, and she didn't know when she fell asleep or when Ping came back. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was wearing a tie in front of the mirror and preparing to go to work. Thinking of last night, she still felt a little scared, she jumped up, stretched out her hands to hug Ping, and said, "Come back early tonight to accompany me, okay?" I'm so scared to be home alone. "Don't look like a child, I have to work overtime today." "But, Ping ......" Before she could finish her words, Ping lowered his head and kissed her forehead, saying, "I'll try to come back as early as possible, but don't wait for me, go to bed early, I'm going to work, or I'll be late." After saying that, Ping left, leaving her alone in the empty house.

"When, when, when ......", the bell struck twelve more times, Ping still didn't come back, Ling felt scared, she curled up, "Hello, welcome to continue listening to our show, the ghost story I'm going to tell today is "The Lonely Ghost"...... "No, no, what's going on?" She didn't turn on the radio, how could it be, how could the radio turn on on itself? No, no, she didn't want to listen to that strange voice, she reached out and turned off the radio, but she couldn't turn it off, she felt her scalp tingle, she shivered, and the chill extended from her back. "Ghosts are lonely, they need companionship, are you willing to accompany them? Ha...... Ha...... Ha ...... "It was a shrill laugh, a poignant laugh, as if it was about to pierce the night sky." Ling covered her ears tightly with her hands, and in the darkness she was like a frightened animal, hiding in a dark corner, unable to see her expression, but could feel her fear.

When I woke up in a daze, it was morning again, and as I was yesterday, Ping was about to go out, and Ling said to Ping almost in a pleading tone that she wanted him to accompany her tonight, but Ping told him that the company had a big project recently, and he was in charge of the project, so he had to work overtime a lot. Ling told him about the previous two days, but she only concealed that she thought the voice was like her sister's. Ping Softvoice said to her, if you are afraid, don't listen, maybe you turned it on yourself but don't remember, how can the radio turn on by itself, it's because you're too nervous, the radio can't fall off or maybe it's a little malfunctional, don't think too much. Ping gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead and left. The rest is Ling who is overly frightened, and he will definitely not come back tonight, so tonight ...... Ling glanced at the radio, and the black and black square box was reminiscent of an urn, and Ling couldn't help but shiver. She decided to throw the radio away.

"When, when, when......" the bell struck twelve. Hello, thank you for your support, today I want to tell a story, a true story......" Ling's brain buzzed, almost fainted, she obviously threw away the radio, but now she found that the radio was standing on the table again, when did the radio appear? She hadn't noticed, but now she had encountered something even more terrifying, the strange voice on the radio telling of something that had nightmares that had made her so often have nightmares: "...... I have a younger sister who has been afraid of ghost stories since she was a child, so whenever she hears a ghost story, she is always scared and can't sleep, so she wants me to accompany her. Sister, you must be listening to me now, aren't you? Sister doesn't blame you, really, although you didn't save me that day, but I don't blame you, because you are my sister, the sister I love. I know you're scared when you listen to ghost stories, so my sister is here to be with you, with you, with you......"

The next day, Ling was found dead, the time of death was identified as midnight, the cause of death was heart stroke, others talked about how pitiful the sisters were, and the young ones both died of heart disease. But the only puzzle is that Ling's expression when she died was quite terrifying, as if she was scared to death by something, what was it? Others speculated, and it became a topic of discussion after dinner. "Dang, Dang, Dang......", "Hello listeners, and welcome to our Midnight Hotline program, where you can pour out your emotions to us. Let's take the first hotline ......". This station has never aired a midnight live show.