Chu Wen's film style is not just about horror.
The evil of human nature is also full of complexity.
She likes it and is good at expressing it.
Her films are not sharp knives, but blunt knives.
Cutting flesh with a blunt knife is the most painful.
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The video continues to flow.
As a winner, Wu Mei proudly showed off her victory.
She invited Jiang Xianyu to her home, sat face to face with him, prepared a table full of extremely sumptuous dishes, and reviewed everything in front of the man.
There was no hysteria or crying, but an extremely calm and restrained voice.
Like a cold-blooded and ruthless female devil.
"Your food, my soup, they complement and counteract each other, like water and fire cannot coexist."
"For the first set of recipes, you made lamb chops and I made watermelon and lotus seed soup. This will hurt his vitality."
"For the second set of recipes, you made brain flower, celery, goose wings, and cucumbers, and I made peanut and black-bone chicken stewed with ginseng soup. Putting these things together will damage his kidneys."
"The third recipe, hairy crab, sweet and sour pork, rubber, king oyster mushrooms...will destroy his internal organs."
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Hearing this, Jiang Xianyu collapsed, covering his ears, grabbing his hair in pain, and begging her to stop.
No.
She was going to continue.
"The fourth set of recipes is for attacking the heart."
"Do you remember?"
"You made snails, and I made turtle."
"You made duck soup, and I stewed mutton..."
"Remember? I was the one who brought the dishes you couldn't cook to you."
"I'll be waiting in the hallway while you finish the food I made in your room."
Jiang Xianyu burst into tears and sobbed uncontrollably.
Wu Mei's expressionless smile was creepy.
"Why would a man eat at two tables?"
"I'll give him a chance. I've made the same dishes as you, but he might prefer your cooking."
Hearing this, the man also exploded. He sat in the wheelchair, banging his head against the table, causing it to bleed.
"This is murder!"
"Call the police! Go call the police!"
He shouted.
Wu Mei finally burst out laughing.
The montage-like scenes switch to memories, entering a nostalgic era.
When she was crossing the street, she saw two people in the car. She was in a trance and wanted to get closer to take a closer look, but she was accidentally hit by the car and miscarried on the spot.
She is the woman who suffers a miscarriage at the beginning of the film.
She lost her child and had her uterus removed, so she could no longer be a mother.
Even a hateful person must have something pitiful about him.
She took Jiang Xianyu to the baby room she had prepared long ago.
Cartoon stickers on the wall, wind chimes, an exquisite crib, cute clothes and shoes...
Amidst the soothing background music, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
Jiang Xianyu gave up.
This woman is actually more pitiful than herself. She was harmed by men.
She rushed forward and slapped the man hard.
The man was laughing.
Ruined.
Everything is ruined.
Family, lover, including his health and career.
But he was still smiling, and his smile gradually became distorted.
He is extremely pitiful.
And now, it's his turn to fight back.
"There's a safe under my bed. Go open it."
He laid his cards on the table.
Both women were stunned. They took out the safe and opened it. Inside were hundreds of photos.
In each photo, the male protagonist is him, and the woman is a different girl.
Jiang Xianyu and Wu Mei were stunned.
It turns out that he has more than just two women.
They looked at the photos and the diaries written by the men behind them.
——"Today is my first wedding anniversary. I am very happy. I will give myself a gift."
He cheated once.
——"My wife is such a hassle. Our life is so boring. We even have sex in the same old positions. A new girl is more attractive."
The second time.
——"She's actually pregnant, celebrating me becoming a father."
The third time.
——"The hundredth one."
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once.
Again.
Until the last photo.
——"It seems that the only way for me to keep this feeling of love is to leave her. But I also want her to remember me, so I'll give her a house. Women are very realistic anyway, and by then, no one will owe anyone anything."
This time, it was Jiang Xianyu.
"I've never been in love with a flight attendant. Their personalities are always wrapped up in their uniforms. I really want to know what they are like when they're not wearing uniforms."
"She wants to take me to meet her parents. Looks like she's going to give away another house."
The man said proudly.
His eyes were extremely calm, and within that calmness was the innocence of a teenager and the sadness of a middle-aged man.
"You see, that's what men are like."
"How miserable a man is without secrets."
After saying that, he ate the food in big mouthfuls without caring about the two women's reactions.
Like a starving ghost, he stuffed all the food on the table into his stomach.
Then he stood up, patted the two women on the shoulders, opened his arms, and hugged them left and right.
Happiness that has never been experienced.
Even though he was freed, he was not angry. He walked to the bathroom and picked up the medicine bottle.
Crash.
Pour it into your mouth.
The bathtub was filled with water and he lay down in it.
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The movie ends, the lights come on, and the subtitles begin to roll.
In the huge screening room, no one spoke and no one stood up.
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