I have a very close friend. Since he inherited his parents' substantial estate after graduating from Medical University, even if he never worked for the rest of his life, it would be enough for him to squander on. However, he is not interested in women or pleasures. He is keen on collecting all kinds of strange and bizarre stories. Most of the time, he is not at home but traveling outside. He has no other friends, and in the eyes of others, he is an oddball. But coincidentally, I am also a seeker of curiosities. So every time he encounters something strange, he is willing to come to me to share the joy of his adventures. Just now, I received his call. He said that after returning from his trip, he brought back many fresh and interesting stories. I immediately rushed over because I was on my annual leave, so I simply moved into his house. Every night, I listened to his tales of the bizarre. There was just one story per night.