"The Scream" by Edvard Munch
"Come, let's play a game together!"
What do people think of when they hear this sentence?
Innocent childhood days?
Those childhood games that are hidden deep in the memory and have endless aftertaste?
But when the person who makes this suggestion is a strange man, and this man is still a mysterious man with infinite charm and attraction in people's eyes, what will you think of?
Is it a mysterious romantic encounter, a passionate affair that can be treasured?
If the heroine here is also a smart, beautiful and rare woman, then this is really a perfect love-at-first-sight romance.
But no, there is a lot more between men and women besides love and affair; and games, besides the memories remaining in your mind, there are also many more.
And after this battle, for you and me, and many people, one truth has become clearer.
Don't play dangerous games with strange men, and don't invite strange women to play dangerous games.
Or even, there are others.
It's not the end of the world, no need to party.
When everything came to the surface, it turned out that everyone was at fault; it turned out that the so-called life and death were prophecies; it turned out that the strange famous painting was the messenger of hell...
Please step gently and be careful of the vengeful evil spirits that disturb your peaceful sleep.
Note: Because I post it after I finish writing it, there will definitely be no flaws in my article.
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