You are an ordinary college student, and your daily life is a three-point and one-line life in the cafeteria, teaching building, and dormitory.
Until one day, you encounter a severed finger while trying to ravage a kitten. Life is like a wild horse running wild, heading in an unknown direction, never to return.
Touching a cat and encountering a severed finger, encountering strange talk about rules while eating, dreaming about the ghost of roommate in the middle of the night, waiting for the traffic light to discover the fragments of the people...
You are heartbroken, this damn world has finally taken action against you, a staunch materialist!
Fortunately, you met the help of kind-hearted people. Your life is in tatters, and kind-hearted people mend it.
Until a kind person showed his furry ears...
You: Help, is this still human society? !
See ghost fires in the middle of the night, hear ghosts crying at dawn
Insensitive materialist x ghost killer
thanks for your help
(Second person narrative, short story)
Purpose: The victory of materialists