My fiancée Cao Baozhi is a perfect actress.
She accurately calculated all my savings, all my emotional vulnerabilities, all my desires for a family.
Eighty-eight thousand betrothal gifts was her script. Her seriously ill father is her prop. The tears on the wedding night were her lines.
The only thing she missed was an unexpected B-ultrasound sheet from 6 weeks pregnant.
——Time, anchored in the first week when she built paradise for me.
When the logical chain is perfectly closed, love becomes the most provable perjury.
(Part 2: Philosophical Hunting)
Lao Chen, my guide in the abyss, asked me: "Do you know the essential difference between hunters and prey?"
"Hunter, understand the rules and make the rules a weapon."
So I tore up the moral manual and forged the pain into bullets.
I dive into her world and learn her language. I am better at deception than a liar, and better at violence than a villain.
When they praised me as a "born villain," I knew my gun was pointed at the bullseye.
(Part 3: The chess game above conspiracy)
Today, I sat across from the card table.
Under the light, the man who controls everything looks at me with a smile, as if he were looking at a new collection.
Beside him, the woman I once called my fiancée was looking at me with a new look, one that evaluated goods.
She didn't know that she had changed from a hunter to the first "letter of nomination" I handed over.
This is no longer revenge.
This is a game that uses the world as a chessboard, human nature as a pawn, and invites her and all the darkness behind her to enter the game - the ultimate hunt.
