Yan Yi knows she's the other woman, and she's knowingly playing the role. She even watched the man's wife get hacked to death, and she remembers it all clearly. So why is everything wrong now? The scumbag's wife looms over the whole house like a massive shadow. Who is the man who's been so sweet with her every day? And why does she keep having all kinds of bizarre, absurd dreams?
Yan Yi drops to her knees, screaming herself hoarse. "Sis, this is my first time doing something like this. Before, I didn't even dare look at a man. Please forgive me. Sis, turn me over to the police, or post me online so everyone can cyberbully me. That's fine too. I have elderly parents and young children to support. I've been frail since I was little, and one bad thing after another has happened to me. I've never had a single good day. Please, have mercy on me. Just don't kill me, sis!"
Fang Li grabs Yan Yi by her long hair. Fascinated, she traces circles around her forehead with a fingernail, as if considering the possibility of dissecting a human brain. Fang Li says, "Don't worry, I don't want to kill you. I want to study you."
Yan Yi: Sleazy, foul-mouthed, unlucky, and always slacking off at her planning agency job.
Fang Li: Gloomy, twisted, with strange tastes; an art academy professor.
Theme: Don't be afraid of loneliness. Every unusual person has somewhere they came from and somewhere they belong.
The hood is Xiao Peng. . .
If I had been frightened