It was just a dream, simply recorded.
I'm not very good at dark-themed stuff, so I'm just trying it out.
I rarely try to write in the first person. If it's good, it's either cute or terrible... This is probably the most obscure article I've ever written. Large sections of confusing plots are interspersed with each other, setting up foreshadowing for each other. The dialogues are superimposed with multiple scenarios and multiple ending choices. It should be not easy to understand the logic and deduce the true ending of the whole incident. It's a pleasure. Laugh, it's an honor.
I deliberately did not divide it into paragraphs, hoping to use overlapping questions and answers to create a dream-like trance. Looking back, I hope it did not cause too many obstacles to reading.
In addition, although I stubbornly believe that the people in this story should not have names, for the convenience of narration, please let me give them a few symbols here: Fang Wu, statement, Meng Jian, Wu Liao, Jie (xie) Chu, and Zhao Jiu. In my mind, they are always "hes" one by one, with no address, no appearance, no social environment, and vaguely disappearing behind the background.
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Conception: