Should I Buy the Beauty a Flower?

This is how segment 2 is presented on camera.

In the budget restaurant, Ren Xin greeted his roommate Wang Jingyu, who is also the protagonist of the whole movie, and got up to go to the restroom.

His cheerful smile continued until he reached the toilet stall door. He took out his phone and dialed a number. Suddenly, a phone rang from the last stall.

Ren Xin's smile suddenly turned eerie.

The man in the cubicle answered the phone, his voice tinged with confusion. "Hello? Hello?"

Ren Xin silently hung up the phone, walked into an empty cubicle, and took care of his physiological needs like an ordinary person.

By this point, the audience should have realized something was wrong: he was calling the last person in the cubicle? Why was he making that call? Who was in there?

There weren't many people in the restroom to begin with, and now that everyone else had left, Ren Xin pushed open the restroom door. He didn't leave immediately, but stopped and tilted his head to look around the entire restroom.

Except for the last cubicle, all the doors were open, so it seemed there was no one else inside.

The man in the last cubicle seemed to be in a lot of stomach pain and hadn't come out for a long time. Ren Xin walked to the second to last cubicle and took out a pair of gloves from his pocket.

He put on gloves and pulled out a fruit knife. If the audience looked closely, they would notice that it was the exact same fruit knife as the one in the restaurant's kitchen. If it had been left at the crime scene, it would have pointed the finger at the kitchen and anyone who might have had the knife.

Then, Ren Xin took off his coat and hung it on the hook in the cubicle.

"What's wrong? Why does my stomach hurt so much..." the man in the last cubicle muttered. The camera focused on him, and viewers could see that his lips were pale and his body was trembling. It didn't just look like diarrhea; it seemed like he had some other illness.

Ren Xin knocked on the door and asked with a smile, "Sir, I'm a waiter. Your wife noticed you haven't been home for a while and asked me to ask if anything has happened. Do you need any help?"

The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Actually, the person he was having dinner with wasn't his wife, but his mistress. They had chosen an inexpensive restaurant because it was close to her home.

But there's no need to explain so much to a waiter. He's feeling terrible right now, his whole body is trembling, his limbs are weak, he has diarrhea, feels like vomiting, and his head is spinning.

The man thought for a moment, remembering that his mistress had something to do that afternoon, and said to Ren Xin, "I'm not feeling well. Tell my wife to finish her meal and leave first."

"Why don't you send a message to your wife? I can tell she's quite worried about you," Ren Xin advised patiently. "If you're not feeling well, you should have your wife take you to the hospital for a checkup."

The man agreed and sent a WeChat message to his lover, "I'm not feeling well, I'm going to the hospital this afternoon. You go home after you finish eating, I'll pay the bill."

His hands were trembling so badly he could barely hold the phone. While he still had the strength to move, he wiped himself clean, pulled up his pants, and shakily opened the door.

"Could you... help me to the hospital across from the restaurant?"

Before he could finish speaking, the man saw Ren Xin in a T-shirt. He was a little stunned and subconsciously asked, "Weren't you eating next door? Why are you a waiter?"

Ren Xin gave him a bright smile, then suddenly stepped forward and covered the man's mouth. Taking advantage of the man's poor physical condition, she quickly shoved him back into the cubicle. The cubicle door slowly closed, and the fruit knife in Ren Xin gleamed coldly as it pierced the man's body!

The man struggled desperately, but to no avail. Just then, another customer came in to use the restroom. The man seemed to see a glimmer of hope and began to make a lot of noises.

As Ren Xin forcefully restrained the man, his expression was no longer relaxed; a suppressed madness emanated from his eyes.

He pulled out the knife, freed a finger to press the flush button, drowning out the man's cries for help with the sound of the flushing. Then he continued to stab the man viciously, his white shirt soon covered in blood, the flesh of the wound turned inside out. He was struggling, but his body grew weaker and weaker with the passage of time.

As the flushing was about to finish, Ren Xin pressed the button again. The guests outside didn't notice anything amiss, humming a little tune as they finished using the toilet and left.

Despair crept into the man's eyes.

He had already guessed that his diarrhea, weakness in his limbs, and trembling were also caused by the terrifying killer in front of him. Their dining seats were close together, giving the killer many opportunities to drug his food or drink.

I'm afraid... this was a premeditated murder.

Before the man could think any further, he gradually lost his ability to resist, his pupils dilated, and he eventually stopped moving.

Ren Xin finally stopped what he was doing. He looked at his masterpiece and smiled with satisfaction. He put the gloves and knife in a plastic bag that he had prepared beforehand, locked the cubicle door, and then used the space above the cubicle to climb back to the second to last cubicle.

He put on his coat, stuffed the plastic bag into the inside pocket of the coat, buttoned it up to cover the blood-splattered T-shirt, and walked out as if nothing had happened.

Upon arriving in the lobby, Wang Jingyu was eating. Ren Xin went to the restroom, and within five minutes, no one noticed anything amiss.

Watching Ren Xin chat with Wang Jingyu in a friendly and cheerful manner, the audience will feel a chill run down their spine and be afraid for the protagonist.

This scene has few lines; the focus is more on actions and expressions. Yu Xing was already in performance mode when he turned his head. For him, a psychopath like Ren Xin was not as rich as his usual mental activities, so playing him was not difficult at all.

He simply stood there, and Xiang Xiaoqun, the screenwriter, and the investor representatives sensed a change in his demeanor. It was as if he were transforming from a humble and dignified young man into a dark and twisted abyss, being dragged down by countless invisible hands, his soul gradually becoming ugly and unable to bear the light.

Yet her appearance remains radiant and beautiful.

Temperament is a mysterious thing. In reality, humans have the ability to convey different signals silently. It's not entirely about doing nothing. Temperament is reflected in subtle changes in facial features, body shape, posture, and even the intensity of an expression.

Yu Xing stepped into the "bathroom," took out her "cell phone," dialed a number, and then tilted her head slightly to listen to the source of the ringtone.

Then, his smile flickered strangely for a moment, as if he were using his usual cheerfulness to mask the pleasure of finding Liang as his target and the excitement of the impending killing.

The screenwriter felt a chill run down his spine. He was somewhat horrified to discover that although Yu Xing was clearly facing thin air, as Yu Xing performed, his mind automatically filled in the scene, and for a moment he even had the feeling that he could see a real bathroom through Yu Xing's eyes.

The last cubicle, where a man was about to be killed, seemed to be right before his eyes.

This is because I got caught up in the role.

Many actors can do this, making the audience feel the connection in a short time, drawing them into the scene, and creating a sense of realism. However, what shocked the screenwriter was that Yu Xing's resume showed that he had no formal acting training or experience. How could a complete newcomer portray such a complex character in such a way? It's as if God was just feeding him talent!

Yu Xing was born to be an actress!

The screenwriter felt a surge of excitement. When he saw Yu Xing cover the mouth of a non-existent person and stab it with a non-existent knife, he didn't even realize that his own expression had tightened along with the plot.

If the screenwriter was this excited, Xiang Xiaoqun's feelings must have been even deeper.

In Yu Xing, he saw a very real person, someone who was hidden in society but always felt out of place.

An incompatible, anti-human personality, meticulously disguising everything about himself; beneath a glamorous exterior lies a very dangerous soul. No one knows when he will reveal his hideous side, treating what people fear as entertainment.

Xiang Xiaoqun... that's the kind of person he is.

He liked the script because Ren Xin showed him a reflection of himself, and the other characters in the script were not entirely innocent either; each carried different sins, and behind their smiling faces hid vicious ones.

He felt that this kind of person was real, that the world was like this, and that the script was exactly to his liking, so he bought it without hesitation.

He particularly liked Yu Xing's performance, and he almost thought that Yu Xing was just letting loose, and that they were the same kind of people.

When Yu Xing finished his performance, he himself didn't react much, but the people who watched his performance were all breathing heavily, as if they had been released from the oppressive feeling of being there.

"Excellent!" Xiang Xiaoqun never hesitated to praise the performances he liked, and he immediately declared, "You are the most suitable actor for Ren Xin that I have ever seen. No one who comes in after you will be able to match even half of your talent! Come to my company tomorrow, and we'll sign the contract."

Yu Xing readily agreed.

At Xiang Xiaoqun's request, he left his WeChat ID, then put on his hat and mask and calmly walked out of the classroom.

Many people outside were staring at him.

Yu Xing smiled gently, his mood unreadable, and left the audition location without saying a word via a small path behind the old school.

His initial goal has been achieved. He'll sign a contract tomorrow, followed by a long wait. Once all the actors are confirmed and acting instruction and script analysis begin, that will be the time for him to approach Xiang Xiaoqun and uncover the truth behind the dismemberment case.

During this period, he can finish the two simulations of suppressed abilities first, and then he can continue to roam freely and achieve his long-held goal.

So Yu Xing didn't stay in Wuhu for more than a day before taking a bus to the Xiang Xiaoqun's company was located. After signing the contract, he returned to Mijin City that same evening.

Zhao Mou sent him a WeChat message, saying that the Zhao family had agreed to let Zhao Yijiu leave the family team and let him join Yu Xing's team. He went on and on about taking good care of his dim-witted younger brother, making it sound like he was putting Zhao Yijiu in the team to ride on Yu Xing's coattails, even turning the tables on Yu Xing as if he had gotten a huge advantage.

Yu Xing naturally wouldn't tolerate him. She directly exposed Zhao Mou's rhetoric, mocking them for clearly "getting what they needed." Zhao Mou needed Yu Xing to protect Zhao Yijiu from the Zhao family and other forces, Zhao Yijiu needed a reliable team that treated him equally, and Yu Xing needed a powerful teammate like Zhao Yijiu who had great potential and could be trusted.

To be honest, Yu Xing admired Zhao Mou for his strong speaking skills, quick thinking, and smooth and comprehensive handling of affairs at such a young age. Therefore, he especially enjoyed watching Zhao Mou's brief frustration when his underhanded tricks and little schemes were exposed.

This is probably just a kind of perverse pleasure of the elderly.

However, Zhao Mou later told him that Zhao Yijiu was suppressing the evil spirit, a process that would take about half a month.

Yu Xing understood. After settling all the matters that needed to be discussed with Zhao Mou, he lay on his bed in his bedroom at home and then thought about himself.

He originally thought he was a human who had been mutated into a monster, but after experiencing Death Parallel Line, Xu Shu's overtures, and the various reactions of the ghosts he had deduced since becoming a deducer, he began to doubt himself.

He's really not sure what he is anymore.

Could it be, as Xu Shu said, that he is actually a dead man, a vengeful ghost who has infiltrated human society?

Yu Xing knew that some ghosts wouldn't remember the fact that they died, and because he had lived through a long period of time, he had forgotten many things. What if the memory of his death was also among the forgotten memories... Hmm, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.

For example, when he was in the laboratory, he hadn't eaten for so long, he might have starved to death in the glass container long ago, and then been transformed into a thinking ghost by that black ball of light; or, for example, when he escaped from the laboratory, he had already been shot to death by the guns of a group of researchers, and when he escaped from the forest and found that small village and fell into a coma, that was the beginning of his transformation into a ghost.

Besides...

There were too many possible reasons why he had lost consciousness or large parts of his memory over the years, making it impossible to think about them one by one. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He even considered the possibility that "he might have been burned to death with his family, and he was already a ghost when the Lingren took him away."

This was one of the few times he couldn't make up his mind about something that concerned him. Yu Xing was getting a little annoyed and couldn't fall asleep at all, so he simply got up and went to the street to see the night view.

Just past midnight, the nearby commercial street was still crowded, especially the barbecue and snack stalls. You could see people talking loudly in the cold. The bars on the street were also lively. Every now and then, someone would be helped out by their companions, either leaning against the wall to vomit, or acting crazy while drunk, or lying on the ground and refusing to walk. The people around were already used to it.

Despite the biting wind, Yu Xing was strolling down the street wearing only a thick sweater and jeans. The cold wind blew in around his neck, making him shiver and get goosebumps all over his body.

As he passed by a bar, he turned down a group of girls who smelled slightly of alcohol and tried to chat him up or ask for his WeChat. He also saw a girl who was completely drunk and unconscious. Her companion tried to pull her up for a long time but couldn't, so she asked Yu Xing to help carry the girl to the gate of a nearby university.

Yu Xing refused without hesitation.

He continued walking, intending to buy a couple of skewers from a barbecue stall, when he suddenly heard a voice that sounded somewhat familiar.

He reacted for a second, then his expression suddenly changed.

A gentle male voice said, "Beautiful lady, it's fate that you came into the store. Although you didn't buy any flowers, I'd like to give you one as a memento of your visit."

Then came a surprised female voice. "Oh, really? Thank you... what kind of flower is it?"

"It's a yellow rose, a flower as beautiful as you. Here, it's cold outside, take care to keep warm~"

Yellow roses, infidelity, and jealousy.