It is the story of a "young master". The silly son of a landlord invited others to his house for a party and sent invitations to everyone, but he suddenly realized that he had no invitations! ! ! The security guard of his house rushed over, Master, there is a gas leak in the house, you can't go! The young master smiled evilly, where is the gas in my house? There must be a fire, I'm going to take a look! So he persisted! Persist in! He climbed over the wall and returned to his home with the biological key... And found that it seemed to be really on fire... Then the young master opened the mirror in the bedroom and glared at himself, "Why didn't you tell me there was a fire in the house?" "I said..." "You didn't!" "I really said..." "I I don't understand!" The young master said angrily, "Why didn't you send me an invitation letter?" "You want an invitation letter when you go back to your own home..." "Oh... Oh!" The young master suddenly realized, "So this is my own home." So the young master picked up the rolling pin, drove the guests away, and then blew up his house. . . Okay, the madness is over, it's just a metaphor, I won't write it like this, don't worry.
Concept: Curiosity killed the cat