The spiritual energy is revived and urban ghost stories come true. I, Lu Yan, am just a social creature who wants to survive after working overtime. Until my ex-girlfriend called me out of the blue and invited me to dinner. But my left eye saw a line of words on her profile picture: [Grade A painting, very interested in your liver. ] I turned around and wanted to run, but another prompt popped up in my left eye: [Escape success rate <1%, survival rate to complete his "obsession" 80%] Looking at the plate of cold liver tips in the middle of the table full of "delicacies", I smiled. Sister, stop acting. The letter from the soldier you were waiting for will never come.
