Apocalyptic Forecast

Was dazed, then stunned, and then shocked.

"What kind of stuff?"

Huai Shi jumped up in horror and leaned over to look at the bird's-eye view of the basin and distinguished the appearance of a decadent factory building in the suburbs.

Is incredible.

"Wang Hai is here?"

"Yeah." The crow replied: "It's just a watermarking method that is traced through the ink of the branch of events. Isn't it an incredible thing?"

Huai Shi's eyes widened: "Why didn't you say that early!"

"But you didn't ask."

The crow looked at him in confusion, completely innocent.

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to copy this broken bird and kill it.

"You are clearly two or five!" He patted the table in exasperation. "You see you eat my rice one day, live in my house, steal my electricity, use my network, and I don't care about this if you don't care about this By the way, you know that this grandson wants to kill me, why should you hide me? "

"Oh?" The crow looked at him curiously: "What would you do if I told you earlier?"

"Nonsense, of course, call someone to get him done!"

"Astronomical society? Or special affairs? Or both together?" The crow laughed strangely: "However, do you have any explanation for it, will they hide in that place?"

Huai Shi opened his mouth, but was interrupted.

"No, no, I am not referring to your method of obtaining his hiding place."

The crow paused and glanced at the reflection in the water: "Instead, how do you explain why the industry that once belonged to your family would become the nest of the clean people?"

"... What kind of stuff ?!"

Huai Shi's eyes widened and he looked at the sink with amazement: "You said this place, your thing ... is it from my family?"

"You really have forgotten everything."

The crow glanced at him with pity: "Why would my outsider know better than you? No, it should be said that this is something that can be understood by a little investigation of property rights."

"Yes."

She said: "The place where Wang Hai hides now is one of the goods transfer warehouses that used to be Huai's shipping. In other words, the place that belonged to your home more than ten years ago has now become a pure breed for the border. 'Fasting circle'. "

With the discourse, countless old papers flew from the air in the basement, fell, and gathered in front of Huai Shi, neatly transformed into a stack.

"I can understand your confusion and confusion, but this is indeed the conclusion drawn from these old files in your home."

Huai Shi turned the papers silently, page by page.

These are indeed the things piled up in the warehouse of his house. They are covered with dust and mildew. They are discarded in unobtrusive corners.

Was forgotten.

The crow is right. It was indeed one of the Huai family's industries, a warehouse for transit.

"But I don't remember anymore."

Huai Shi sat blankly on the chair and carefully recalled, but there were too many gaps and too many unclear things in childhood memory.

After that high fever, many things are gradually fading ...

But this does not seem to be anything weird.

Since he started to remember, the family's industry seems to be declining rapidly. Even if the great-grandfather ’s generation was surprisingly wealthy, what remains today is nothing more than an old house.

There are so many industries of the Huai family, even if something happens occasionally, is it not surprising?

Is just more unlucky.

Is like being myself all along.

But why do you feel angry?

"Fuck……"

He whispered softly, but didn't know what to anger.

In the silence, the crow stood on the hilt and looked at him with pity. The flashing lights stretched her shadow and fell on the wall, dancing like a flame.

"Let me give you the second lesson, Huai Shi."

Her voice changed, unlike the frivolous and tyranny of the past, but became solemn, as if the glaciers and iron collided with a low voice

"——Fate cannot be ruled, but its object is different."

"Fate?"

"Yes, destiny." Black Asuka said, "Some people choose their destiny, while others are overwhelmed by the difficulties and fears they see and stop.

They can only wait to be chosen by fate.

Although the latter is not bad, how can a duckweed in the sea be blamed for its luck when it is caught in a storm? "

Huai Shi was silent for a long time, and asked, "Can the former be happy?"

"Who knows?" The crow replied calmly, "Struggling may not change any result, but at least it is frankly dead, isn't it?"

"......"

Huai Shi was silent.

"You don't need to hate yourself, after all, you didn't have the opportunity to choose, but now everything is different."

The crow said: "If you don't care about everything in the past, you can ignore it and let it continue to sink in the darkness.

I guarantee that you will have a bright future.

But if you really want to know what happened to you, no, and in your home, you have to face it all in person. "

After a long silence, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to laugh: "Even if I know, can I change anything?"

Nothing can be changed and nothing will come back.

As if fate will not change.

Is like that book of destiny.

The dust has settled, and the things recorded in it will never change.

The crow looked at his eyes and told him word by word: "But at least you can know why you lost it, don't you?"

In the silence, Huai Shi closed his eyes and sighed tiredly.

For a long time, for a long time, he opened his eyes, got up, picked up the coat from the chair, put it on his body, put the pistol dispensed by the Astronomical Society, checked the trigger, the gun body and the clip, and put the pistol into the concealed carrying holster in the waist in.

Finally, he picked up the sacrificial knife on the table and hung it on the belt buckle.

"Use it for me first."

Huai Shi zipped up the jacket, "I will go back as soon as I go."

"Yep."

The crow waved its wings, "All the way down."

When he went out, Huai Shi's footsteps paused and he saw the envelope on the table.

"what is that?"

"That." The crow glanced. "Someone came at noon, but didn't come in. I only put this thing in the mailbox outside, I think it should be for you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Huai The poem picked up the envelope and shook it, as if there were some iron pieces in it, some weight.

After opening the envelope, a key was drawn from the inside and fell on the palm of Huai Shi.

A brass-colored key, some years old, does not look like a valuable item for opening a security door or a safe, it is just the type of cheap locks available everywhere.

The faint ground weight is so familiar that Huai Shi almost remembers the position of each tooth on it.

That was the key to his piano room.

"Fu Yi?"

The person who will send this key, I am afraid that she is the only one? After all, she abuses the power of the student union to check the student's home address or something, and she has her style.

What exactly does mean?

Huai Shi looked at the key, and suddenly wanted to laugh, "Again, that guy ..."

He thought about it and hung it back on the keychain in his pocket.

Never had such a moment, he was so sure that this abrupt holiday will end.

His life will start again, once again return to his own room, start to practice piano, fish, and imagine the happy time of the future.

Go back to the patient's club.

"Thank you."

He sent a message to Fu Yi. After a while, there was an expression over there. It was a photo hesitated by Huai Shi standing in front of the Cowherd Club, with two flashing colorful characters on it.

——Come on!

"So, is it really you who led my expression?"

He didn't know whether he should be angry or should laugh.

Turned off the phone screen and pushed open the door.

Huai Shi, set off.