At this crucial moment in a ghost's transformation, you actually wanted to tie its hair in a ponytail?

The production crew of "Pure Love" had always filmed in a subtle, safe way, largely staying within what would pass review. It was as though an expert had guided them, constantly pushing the boundaries and testing the limits without ever crossing them.

The frightening, horrific scenes never went too far either. There were no shots that gave the game away, but everything could be reasonably explained, so none of the seasons had caused much of an uproar.

But tonight...

The fans in front of their screens stared at the empty corridor, rubbing their eyes hard.

[Were my eyes playing tricks on me? Did Bai Jingchuan actually come out just now?! Why am I starting to doubt myself?!]

[Don't doubt yourself. I took screenshots! I could probably turn them into a GIF. What do I do? I'm so excited my hands are shaking a little. I feel like I'm one step closer to the truth!]

[Me too, me too! I'm getting a little obsessed. Why am I so excited to see Bai Jingchuan get swept away?!]

[The day we crack the Pure Love code is almost here!]

Just as the die-hard fans waited eagerly, the corridor's split-screen feed suddenly lost its signal. The screen filled with static, and the livestream abruptly cut off.

Women's Dormitory, one a.m. Beijing time.

Jian Ran leaned against the bedside cabinet, looking languid. His lips moved slowly. "So you're all volunteers? You entered this kind of resentment domain willingly?"

"Yes." Bai Qing nodded. "We all volunteered. After all, who would dare come somewhere with paranormal incidents without some courage?"

Jian Ran's lips curled. "There are still people who have no courage but love courting death."

"Who?"

Bai Qing asked instinctively, then immediately thought of her idiot brother and felt a surge of shame.

They were all