Ps: Alarmist TJ, please respect yourself, I'll finish this work. The preliminary estimate is also 500,000 words to go up, what kind of mentality will I TJ? Just because I'm not happy with the ferry doesn't mean I'm not happy with my work. By the way, I've not been in a good mood lately, and it's normal to talk a little bit of nonsense.

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Do you know the word whim? He used it to describe the sudden thoughts of human beings. For example, when you are walking down the street, you see a trinket on the side of the street, and suddenly you want to buy it, this is a whim.

However, I prefer to call this fate.

I am a person who believes in fate, but I don't believe in fate.

"You can't write like that, because—"

"But I don't think it's a problem to do that! We firmly believe that there is no mistake in our path! ”

Because if it weren't fate, then the memory in my mind would be purely my delusion, a symbol. My life of more than ten years is just a harmless joke in this world. It can even be said that the people who read my things, the people who read my works, and the people who communicate with me are all interesting pawns in this joke. Because what they are chasing is nothing more than an illusion, an illusion that a child has been creating since a dozen years ago.

However, if all this is fate, then I want to know what the fate of the road is on my back. What is it that makes me able to gain so much power beyond ordinary people? What did it cost me to have extraordinary memories? At first, I didn't understand it, but then the festival made it clear to me.

"It's disgusting, don't you think you should change it?"

"I don't think so, it's at least much better than some ill-intentioned people say. I'm more pleasing to the eye. ”

With these familiar words in my ears, I began to look up at the clock with some weariness.

It's eight o'clock...... It's time to start working.

Actually, I didn't pay a price. This world is very fair, and if you want to get something, you have to give something. Even if it is imposed on you by God, it is the same. So, in my eyes, everything has become black and white.

The price I paid was more terrible than anyone else's.

Because I have discarded the trust between people.

“…… That's enough, go back. ”

Looking at the chaotic scene in front of me, I suddenly felt a wave of tiredness in my heart.

The originally excited blood gradually cooled down and turned into the original indifferent emotion.

"So! There is absolutely nothing wrong with our decision! This is a piece of content that cannot be changed! You show me a good ...... Huh? ”

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech, stumbled a little, and looked at me sitting on the sofa in surprise. Those simple pupils were full of incredulity. Maybe in his eyes, I've always had a lot of fun discussing it?

Fate is such a wonderful thing, as long as a split second likes and dislikes can decide something. Fate isn't actually the kind of thing to fight against. You don't even feel it, you don't touch it, fate has quietly come to you. The fate we have to face is, in general, ourselves.

So I'm tired of it now.

The hustle and bustle in front of me began to gradually overlap with the scene of a few years ago.

'Who are you to accuse me!' ’

'It's just early!' ’

No one will believe me, I only believe in my own pen! ’

Ah, it turned out to be the same. It's just that I can't find the rhythm from the Internet to the reality all of a sudden.

"What——?! Are you going to run away! ”

The expression on the face of the wood gradually changed from surprise to anger.

That's right, that's the expression. When their thoughts are not recognized or interrupted, those who are building up their self-confidence have such expressions. No matter how humble they may be, their actions are always their ideal benchmark.

Yoshiki Kizuza is indeed a hard worker, and he has been working tirelessly for his ideals, but he is only a high school student after all. Of course, a hard-working high school student will have such pride in achieving something. After all, if he wants to succeed, he is a writer who debuted as a high school student. And how many people have debuted in high school? It was an experience worth complacent.

But it doesn't work for me.

"Isn't that clear enough? When it's time for me to work, you can go back. ”

I said as I folded my hands over my body on the couch.

The ceiling is still not so familiar, and if I do, I am more familiar with the layout of the study. The small bed inside, the smell of the tools inside, and the sound of the machine running. It can only be recalled when the time is approaching.

After all, how does this mean in biology? I guess it's a kind of self-camouflage of creatures. Aliens will gradually disguise and assimilate into their surroundings, and then disguise their own peculiarities. And then use this universality to prey on other careless guys. This is a link in the evolutionary chain, and it is the protection of the anomalies from themselves. Because they're still too weak.

If I'm strong enough, then I won't be crushed by those people. Now it also makes no sense to them.

"Turned around and fled." There was a sneer from under the snow at the right time.

Well, it's really her style of irony. Sharp criticism from the right angle and in the right capacity.

But honestly, if I was just bored, I might have said a few words to her, or then continued to talk to them in the hall about the promising timber seats. But it's different now.

It's not that I'm bored, it's not that I'm bored, it's just that I just don't feel like this kind of thing anymore. I'm stupid when I do these things. Is this any different from what happened a few years ago? Because of someone else's entrustment, I didn't hesitate to do it. But he was denied and questioned his abilities. Everything began to fall together.

Even the long-haired snow girl began to have that girl's eyebrows in my eyes.

"I'm tired. If you want to talk, please continue. I need to work. ”

I waved my hand in anticipation, got up and walked into the study. It's going to end peacefully. I thought so at first, looking into the mirror next to my study with my familiar rotten smile.

However, I miscalculated one person.

"Slow me down! I will never allow such a vile escape! ”

In a reckless gesture that was impossible for the girls' group, the dead fat man opened the door of my study with an angry expression.

"I don't believe you're serious—huh?"

Then, everything in the room suffocated the second disease.