share time: 2026-03-02 06:04:54
Lin Xiaoman spent half a year preparing for her engagement to Chen Mo—tried on three wedding dresses, picked five types of candy, even chose the foggy blue curtains he loved for their new apartment. But the day before the engagement, Chen Mo vanished without a trace: phone off, no show at work, roommate said he left at dawn with an old briefcase and never returned. Digging through his drawer, she found a crumpled old photo: Chen Mo’s late sister (who died three years ago) standing next to her Uncle Zhou—the man who’d always opposed their relationship. Then, Chen Mo’s phone pinged with an unread message: “Xiaoman, don’t touch the red folder on my desk. Run.” When she opened the folder trembling, inside was a death certificate—with her name, dated tomorrow. Just then, the doorbell rang. A man in black stood outside, holding Chen Mo’s tie clip: “Miss Lin, Mr. Chen said the engagement’s off. The thing he’s looking for is in your attic.”
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