Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

She was terrified, yet her limbs felt limp and weak. An itchy, crawling sensation consumed her, making it impossible to resist this encounter.,She caught a glimpse of her own face reflected in the surface of the bathwater.,Two little girls looked exactly alike. The little girl on the wall had her hair in a bun and clung tightly to the wall. The little girl with two braids at the bottom of the wall, with tears in her voice, replied, "Sister, I, I'm afraid..."。