Busy streets. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It was noon and the sun was shining.

A little girl holds up a piece of cardboard. It was written on cardboard - please help me.

Two different expressions, expectation and numbness, appeared on her immature face, as if she had become accustomed to the indifference of passers-by, and the policemen who were running in this direction not far away.

The policeman deliberately slowed down, crossed his hands and made a gesture of refusal.

The little girl, able to read what the policeman had conveyed to her, sighed softly, tucked the cardboard under her arm, lifted the corner of her dust-stained skirt, and tried to leave the street.

A broad palm suddenly appeared in front of her.

She looked up and saw a man with an elegant temperament. He was saying in gentle and friendly Korean, "Where are you going?"

"Home. When she said this, there was no warmth in the little girl's tone.

The man whispered, "Is it just you?"

The little girl glanced at him coldly and said, "Of course I won't be alone. There are also insurance payouts who will mention the cause of your parents' deaths again and again, and government councilors who live in the neighborhood streets, desperately trying to convince you to vacate your house and go to a warm and reliable orphanage...... Oh yes, there's also a big uncle who was stabbed hard by me, and South Korea has laws to protect minors and legitimate defense, which is simply great. But I'm worried that the unfounded crime of selling a young girl will make me realize how important a lawyer is...... I can't afford to hire a vampire lawyer. ”

Wen Qian was also slightly moved, and in his eyes was an extremely crazy world.

"You're precocious. ”

"I wish I was more precocious. Then you can go to the referendum and kick that damn Lee Hye-geun out of the Blue House!" the little girl counted her fingers, "and...... Well, 4 days. I was able to see my favorite scenes on TV. ”

Wen Qian also deliberately wondered: "There is no love and hate in the world for no reason, why do you hate her so much?"

"It's like God. The little girl sneered inappropriately: "When you don't get God's gift, you will definitely switch to other things, Buddhism, Shintoism, YSL - I've seen too many people like this." I couldn't change the environment, I could only drift in the direction of the wind, and wait for the time to float out of the endless sea of despair to the shore, and no one knew when that time would come. ”

It's such a special girl.

Wen Qian also untied his watch, and he turned the side knob to set a countdown timer. He handed the watch to the little girl and said, "It will be with you until that moment comes." ”

The little girl was wary: "Why are you sending me this?" and did not choose to pick it up with her hands.

"The time hand represents the direction of the mind, and it will tell you the preciousness of the future and the vanity of the past. Don't let yourself be immersed in hatred. Wen Qian also said with a smile.

The little girl said, "I want revenge! I think you can help me!"

"Who is your enemy?"

"Everyone. The ridiculous appointment system of the hospital killed my parents, who were dying in waiting beds. Relatives embezzled my parents' estate, businessmen who tried to circumvent the law to avoid insurance money, and politicians who even sent gangsters to get me shut up in order to hide the truth...... Too much, too much, so many innumerable, my pity finally got not pity, but a juicer-like squeezing, desperately squeezing out the last drop of blood called life. I don't want to live in a world like this, I don't know what life I'm going to face when I grow up, I don't want to see people like them......! I don't want to ......" the little girl suddenly cried.

The unbearable grievances permeated the heart and chest, and were completely vented in front of strangers.

"You have a great talent for writing and speculation, and if you had been born in another era, you might have been a very good writer or thinker. But in this materialistic society where people eat people and swallow money, this is really sad. The tragedy of the times is not something that can be resisted by an individual. Wen Qian also smiled slightly, and then took a half step back.

The little girl raised her head, looked at him with teary eyes, and said in fear, "Where are you going?

Wen Qian also said softly: "The scenery on the road is also looking at the travelers. And I'm just a passerby in your life, a false phantom in memory that dissipates over time. I hope you will be able to live and see the day you dream of looking forward to, not far away. ”

He left his watch. Then he left, his pace calm and unwavering.

Wen Qian also has the power to help improve her life, but it is meaningless.

Heaven and earth are unkind to all things as dogs, not to say that God despises all things. But from the perspective of the heavens, nothing is special, the emperor and the general are equal to the farmers and businessmen, even the dying wild dogs on the side of the road are no different from the emperor who is high above.

He stood firm in his thoughts.

Wen Qian is not a good doctor. Unable to pick the most effective medical treatment from the complex conditions of society, he is more like an architect, completely destroying the original gloomy mansion and then building a new dream mansion.

He sat on the side of the road and watched the people coming and going on the street.

Everyone doesn't live for themselves. Life in the world, it is a great miracle, but you can't use your own choices to control your fate, stick to tangible rules, put on heavy shackles, and drag your footsteps in the journey of life.

This is not the fate of noble wisdom.

It was supposed to be free.

It was supposed to be uninhibited.

It is supposed to be a creator, a discoverer, a promoter of the world.

Human beings are the most unique beings within a few thousand light years, and they must completely liberate themselves to explore, to discover, to conquer......

"I am a liberator. What I want to see is the glittering free world, the vast universe where human beings roam, and the name of human beings left behind in the deep space of the universe. Human beings are not passing by, we will definitely be the greatest makers, giving our own voice to the entire universe. ”

"All things are great because they exist, and I hope that mankind will live forever......"

Wen Qian also stood up and patted the dust off his body.

When he passed the corner of the bridge again, the little girl was gone. Maybe he hid to avoid the police, or he may have returned to his lonely home.

It doesn't matter.

To stand in my way is to stop fate. In the way of fate, there is only destruction.

Wen Qian also doesn't like to use magnetic energy networks to communicate ideas directly, and he still keeps rudimentary tools like mobile phones, but the signal source is replaced by a magnetic energy network.

He received a phone call.

Cho Yashan attended the meeting of the Goddess Sect as promised. ”

"Compass has asked us at Xingling Group to hand over the content of the study. Accompanying WHO officials are ...... at the company's premises"