After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

"It has been four days since you last escaped death. You don't think the third curse will come soon. You will have to rest for at least ten days."

"You cherish this short and hard-earned peace. You used to complain about your life being too boring, but you never expected that the life you complained about back then would become the peaceful time that you can never go back to."

"You are not short of money now. You have escaped death twice and have a lot of wealth in your hands, but you are not in the mood to enjoy yourself. You have lost interest in life after escaping death again and again. You have become so numb that you only think about when the next curse will come every day. How can I live on?"

"Today I had a rare appetite so I went out to eat hot pot. Although it's not a formal restaurant, it still satisfied me."

"You can't help but laugh. Now that you have money, you don't know how to enjoy life. Maybe you were not born to enjoy life."

"The only way home is through a dark alley where stray cats and dogs gather. Everywhere you look are garbage or dead animals that have been dug up by cats and dogs."

"Going home tonight, you saw something in that alley that didn't seem to belong there."

"A pair of red dance shoes was quietly placed on top of the trash can. The shoes were very new, and the color was so bright red that it didn't look like it could be dyed with normal dyes."

"This pair of dancing shoes was quietly placed on the trash can, out of tune with the dirty and smelly garbage. It was as if someone had just left it there for something and would come back to pick it up later. It didn't look like garbage that was thrown away casually...but it was definitely in that pile of garbage."

"You looked at them twice but didn't pay much attention. You had a hot pot dinner and drank some wine tonight, and you were still a little dizzy. After walking through the dark alley, you subconsciously looked back, and the pair of red dancing shoes lying in the trash can were nowhere to be seen."

"You didn't think much about it. You just thought you were drunk and dizzy and you saw it wrong. After you returned home in a daze, you didn't even take a shower and went straight to bed."

"It's good not to have to work. I slept until almost noon the next day."

"You got up, took off your alcohol-smelling clothes and prepared to take a shower, but when you passed the bathroom, you caught a glimpse of red in the corner of your eye."

"The pair of red dancing shoes were quietly placed on the shoe rack at the door, so eye-catching and noticeable. The bottom of the shoes seemed to be covered with a lot of mud. They looked dirty and not as beautiful as they were last night."

"You were stunned for a moment and rubbed your face fiercely. You had no idea how this pair of shoes appeared in your house. It couldn't be that you got drunk last night and picked up the shoes yourself!"

"You knew very well that although you were a little dizzy from drinking last night, you still had normal thinking and action abilities. You usually have a good alcohol tolerance, so those few bottles of wine would definitely not allow you to pick up the shoes without realizing it!"

"Besides, you know in your heart that you have no use for that pair of shoes for the little kid! And there is no way you would go through the trash can!"

"Those...those shoes..."

"You suddenly notice that the originally clean and smooth floor has a long series of muddy shoe prints, which spread from the door to the shoe rack. It looks extremely dirty, as if a child really broke into your house wearing those muddy shoes."

"You were startled, and you felt goose bumps all over your body. Having experienced two curses, you realized that the situation was not good, but you were unwilling to believe that this incident would happen so quickly. It had only been four or five days since the last one..."

"You didn't care about so many things. You just knew that you had to get rid of the shoes! You didn't even think about taking a shower. You opened the door and hurried down to the garbage station under the residential building with the shoes in your hand."

"You used all your strength to throw the pair of shoes into the innermost garbage pile, and only after making sure you didn't have any extra things on you did you run back home in a hurry."

"You run so fast, as if there is a monster chasing you."

"You finally breathed a sigh of relief after you closed the door. You didn't have time to rest, so you quickly took the mop and cleaned up the small footprint."

"After doing all this, you feel a little safer, but you know it's never that simple."

"Sure enough, when you went to the kitchen to make lunch, you heard the sound of someone running in the living room, similar to the 'da da' sound of spinning and kicking legs."

"You were startled and wanted to go to the living room to check what was going on, but you didn't have the courage to do so. Until the sound became louder and louder and even closer to the kitchen..."

"You really couldn't stand it anymore, so you took the kitchen knife and held it tightly, then rushed to the living room with a look of ready death."

"But the sound suddenly stopped, and the whole living room was suffocatingly quiet... except for the series of black footprints with mud on the floor... and the pair of red dancing shoes with the toes pointing towards the kitchen..."

Bai Ze stopped reading at this point. Jun Li was listening with great interest. When he saw that his wife had stopped reading, he couldn't help but open his eyes and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you stop?"

"The rest is too long. There's no need to read on."

Bai Ze closed the book and looked at Jun Li: "You should know from the name of this story that the protagonist must have thought of many ways to get rid of the shoes. He burned them, buried them in the ground, and even threw them away, but the shoes appeared on his shoe rack the next day."

"Um…"

Jun Li was silent for a moment and then asked, "How is he going to solve it? What is the solution to this story?"

"Do you know what happened to the red dancing shoe?"

Bai Ze looked at Jun Li and explained softly, "The owner of the shoes is a child of six or seven years old. He has an excellent dancing talent and won a provincial award at a young age."

"But dancing shoes are usually black or white..."

Bai Ze laughed meaningfully and said, "Guess why these shoes are red?"

Jun Li was stunned for a moment and then his eyes widened: "Shit... It can't be because it was stained red by blood!"

"Well, to be precise, both legs were chopped off, and the blood dyed the originally white dance shoes red."

"It gathers the resentment of the shoe owner, and the person entangled by the dancing shoes will eventually lose their legs."

Bai Ze sighed and put the book down, then said, "This book is extremely vague about how to solve this problem, but it mentions one thing."

"The shoes are looking for legs that fit them, so we can infer that the owner of the shoes was victimized, perhaps because her dancing talent caused jealousy and her legs were cut off."

"The dancing shoes can no longer find legs that fit them, so those who are entangled by them will lose their legs until..."

"It found the leg that originally belonged to it..."

Jun Li was silent for a moment, frowned slightly, and looked at Bai Ze with a hint of inquiry: "You can't say... the solution is to cut off the legs of the person who cut off her legs and give them to the pair of shoes, right?"

“That’s exactly what happened.”

Bai Ze laughed meaningfully and said, "The book mentioned that after the child died, the runner-up who she had always suppressed and could not turn over took her place and won all the awards."

"So do you think this is a coincidence? When the first place dies, the biggest beneficiary is always the second place, and the resentment of the second place who is suppressed by the first place and unable to turn over is extremely great..."