If Forsythia was scared when watching horror movies as a child, she got used to it as she grew up and watched them more often, no longer finding them frightening.
But in the neighboring seats to the left and right, there were occasional screams from girls, followed by men comforting them, saying 'Don't worry, it's fake.'
Gem Atkinson, feeling frustrated, leaned back on the sofa wondering who had made such a movie. It's not scary at all. Looking at her, not only was she not scared, but her eyes were fixated on the screen, sparkling. If you reached out to touch her, she would most likely slap you and say, "Don't mess with me, this is good."
This was completely different from his initial expectation.
How could he take advantage of the situation?
"Viola, what is the relationship between this female ghost and this man?"
"She was the man's lover seventy years ago."
"Since they were lovers, they must have loved each other deeply. So why would she still haunt him after her death?"
