I finally endured until the evening of the fifth day.

"Xiao Mo, your mother is here to see you!"

Outside the room was the voice of my aunt.

I heard footsteps getting closer and closer to the door, and I excitedly dragged my stiff body off the bed.

Mother...Mother!

I haven't seen her for a long time, I miss her so much...

"Xiao Mo, are you okay?" Mother's voice came from outside the door.

No! I stood still at the door. My mother never called me Xiao Mo...

"Xiao Mo, be a good boy and open the door. Your mother heard that you've been avoiding bad luck. Silly child, how can you not tell your parents!"

Mother's voice was gentle, so gentle that I forgot about the danger.

I opened the door and widened my eyes in disbelief at what I saw...

Standing at the door was the substitute who had already been buried five days ago. She still had dirt on her body, and she was holding a strand of my hair.

She tilted her head and looked at me with her lifeless black eyes.

I suddenly realized and hurriedly tried to close the door, but she blocked it with her hand.

The substitute stiffly opened her mouth, and a foul smell accompanied by a hoarse voice rushed towards me.

"Mo...follow...mother..."

No! You're not...

My voice choked in my throat as she grabbed my neck.

"Ugh..."

A look of sorrow suddenly appeared on the substitute's face, and she turned into Sun Xue's appearance.

I suddenly remembered, today is the seventh day after Sun Xue's death!

I finally understood why Zhang Zhiren said that the eyes of the paper person could grow on their own, it was because Sun Xue possessed the paper person!

She looked in pain, and blood kept oozing out of her head.

She seemed to be unaware of what she was doing at this moment. She loosened her grip on my neck, then suddenly regained her senses and exerted force again, dragging me along.

I was dragged by her all the way to the entrance of the museum.

She threw me to the ground, and when I looked up, there was no museum in sight.

The ruins in front of me emitted faint wisps of smoke, clearly once an old theater that had caught fire.

On top of the ruins, I saw that woman again.

She was still wearing a costume, but this time, there was a piece of red cloth on her head.

The red cloth was blown by the wind, and her eyeless eyes stared at me with a sinister look, a devilish smile on her red lips.

The red cloth gently floated up, and then accurately landed on my head, as if guided by something.

My heart pounded, and the remaining strength in my body gathered on top of my head, quickly drained by the red cloth.

It was at this moment that I suddenly remembered, that woman was the actress from the Zhang family's paper person!

As my body's strength depleted, the paper person's face gradually gained color.

I heard my aunt's voice in the distance, I knew she had noticed that I was missing and went out to look for me.

I was overjoyed, but when I opened my mouth, no sound came out.

"What are you doing here so late at night?"

Aunt grabbed the hand of the actress in costume without paying any attention to me lying on the ground.

What's going on? I am Su Mo, aren't I?

I struggled to move forward, helplessly watching aunt pulling her away from me. The actress turned her head around, and her face unexpectedly turned into mine!

Footsteps approached from far to near, and a man wearing utilitarian shoes came to my side.

He squatted down, staring at me intently.

His rough big hands gently touched my cheek, and his murky dark eyes reflected a hint of obsession:

"Lan'er...let's go home."

He bent down and carried me, the wind in the dark night lifting a corner of the red cloth and taking away my despairing tears.

The substitute followed behind me like a puppet on a string.