Apocalyptic Forecast

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First dazed, then stunned, followed by shock.

"What 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.

Unbelievable.

"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, innocent.

Huai Shi unable to bear wants to copy this broken bird and pin it to death.

"You are clearly Whistle Blower!" He patted the table in exasperation. "You see you eat my rice one day, live in my house, steal my electricity, use my home network, and I don't care about this. , 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 Affair Department? Or maybe the two together?" The crow laughed strangely: "However, do you want to explain, will they hide in that place?"

Huai Shi talked openly, but was interrupted.

"No 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 home became the old nest of People Of The Pure Land?"

"...What stuff?!"

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

"You really forget it though."

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: "Wang Hai's hiding place is now one of Huai Shi's Shipping's cargo transfer warehouses. In other words, the place that belonged to your home more than ten years ago has now become People Of The Pure Land. Keeping Border Mutants' "fasting circle"."

With the words, countless old papers flew through the air in the basement, fell, and gathered in front of Huai Shi, neat and tidy 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 opened 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.

Forgotten.

Crow is right, there was indeed one of Huai's homes, a warehouse for transit.

"But I don't remember anymore."

Huai Shi sat blankly on the chair and carefully recalled, but childhood memory has too many gaps and too many fuzzy things.

After that high fever, many things faded gradually...

But this does not seem to be something weird.

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

Huai's former industry that many, even if it happens occasionally is not surprising?

It's just bad luck.

It's like being yourself at until now.

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 elongated her shadow and fell on the wall, dancing like a flame.

"Let me give you Lesson 2, 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 target 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 the duckweed in the sea be blamed for its luck when it is caught in the storm? "

Huai Shi remained silent for a long time and asked, "Is the former able to be happy?"

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

"..."

Huai Shi is 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 this continue to sink in the darkness.

I guarantee that you will have a bright future.

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

After a long silence, Huai Shi unable to bear wanted to laugh: "Even understood, can it change anything?"

Nothing can be changed, and nothing will not come back.

It's as if fate will not change.

It's 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 wearily.

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 issued by the Astronomical Society, checked the trigger, the gun body and the magazine, and stuffed the pistol into the concealed carrying holster on the waist .

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

"Use it for me first."

Huai Shi unzipped the jacket. "I'll go back as soon as I go."

"Yep."

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

When going 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."

Huai Shi picked up the envelope and shook it, as if there were some pieces of iron in it, some weight.

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

A brass-colored key, some years old, does not look like a precious item for opening an anti-theft door or a safe, it is just the type of cheap locks that can be seen everywhere.

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

That is the key to his piano room.

"Fu Yi?"

I am afraid that the person who will give this key over is only her? After all, abuse of the power of the student union to check the student's home address and so on, quite her style.

What exactly does it mean?

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

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

There was never such a moment when he could be so sure that this abrupt holiday would end.

His life will start again, go back to his own room again, and start practicing piano, fish and imagining the happy time of the future again.

Go back to your own patient club.

"Thank you."

He sent a message to Fu Yi, and after a while, there was an expression over there. It was a photo of Huai Shi hesitating standing in front of the Gigolo club, with 2 flashing 7-color characters on it.

-Come on!

"So, is the leader big brother who sent my expression really you?"

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

Turned off the phone screen, opened the door.

Huai Shi, set off.