(There are ghosts or monsters imagined by some authors in the world view)
preface
On a lawn near the orphanage, two teenagers were lying on the soft grass.
"Today, the dean's mother asked us what we plan to do in the future. What do you plan to do in the future?" Shen Yucheng tilted his head and looked at the boy with his eyes closed next to him.
"I want to be an artist. It's best to be free." Bai Zitian pouted, "It's best not to be as busy as the eldest and second brothers."
"Oh, I want to be a teacher." Shen Yucheng stretched out his hand in front of his face, watching the sun fall through his fingers.
"It's pretty good. Remember to assign less homework." Bai Zitian looked at his watch, "It's time for piano lessons in the afternoon. Let's play together another day."
"Okay."
The two teenagers waved goodbye to each other. At least at this moment, they felt that they might see each other again tomorrow.
But God seems to be more inclined to watch the interpretation of tragedy. Does comedy really exist? Of course, sometimes tragedy can also be comedy.
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About the firm dealing with some bizarre events, and the fact that neither of the two protagonists are normal people.
Purpose: Because I have no friends, I decided to write a novel