Gently stroking He Hao's back with his hand, Qin Guanglin didn't make a sound, and let her vent her emotions.

He couldn't imagine what it would be like if he put himself in that position.

When he thought of the picture of leaving and taking his daughter alone, his heart throbbed a little.

In the next few decades, how to survive?

He doesn't blame anything.

It's time for the daughter to be reborn.

Scenes from the past flashed in my mind, why not knock on the red forehead of Zhongnan, the thin back of her holding a knife in the recorder, and smile when I first saw her......

Now I understand why she can't sleep at night, and I understand why she took those pills.

"I have done everything that should be done, I have worked hard all the things that should be worked hard, and then I will come to ask God to worship Buddha and pray to the ethereal gods."

"There is a saying that if a person has done everything that should be done and wants to go further, he can only choose to pray to the gods and Buddhas, even if he can only increase the possibility of success, he cannot let it go, he must be perfect."

"As long as it is possible to add a glimmer of hope, you can't just let it go, can you?"

The soft words echoed in his heart, and Qin Guanglin understood everything.

The night is getting darker.

On the edge of the cliff more than 3,000 meters high, the night breeze is getting stronger, and it also gives people a hint of coolness in the middle of summer, why not make the sound smaller and smaller, Qin Guanglin wrapped his arms around her tightly.

"Let's go back."

"Sit down a little longer."

Why don't you sniffle, raise your head from Qin Guanglin's arms, and squeeze out a smile at him, "It's good that we can do it all over again now." ”

"yes, that's nice."

Qin Guanglin nodded, then sighed, "But...... I'd rather it be me, you've endured too much. ”

"Now it's turning out well, isn't it?" Why ask, "Everything is heading towards ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was covered by Qin Guanglin.

"Don't plant a flag."

“……”

"We'll work together." Qin Guanglin removed his hand, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said seriously: "I am one hundred years old, and you are ninety-eight years old, just right." ”

"Well, just right."

The wind on the top of the mountain stirred her hair, Qin Guanglin helped her tidy it up, sat on the ground and hugged her, turned his head to look at the huge Buddha statue in the center, waited quietly for a while, felt why not shrink into his arms, estimated that she was a little cold by the wind, and proposed again: "Go back." ”

"Hmm." Why didn't he refuse again, looked at the hotel with neon lights flashing in the distance, stretched out his hand to support his body and wanted to stand up, but leaned back on Qin Guanglin.

"I've been sitting for a long time, and I can't get up."

"I'll pull you."

From sitting in the afternoon to now, Qin Guanglin also felt a little numb in his legs and feet, stood up and stomped his feet, bent down to pick him up, looked back at the dark cliff edge and looked into the outer space, and a subtle feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

After searching for the answer for so long, it turned out to be this.

"Why ......"

Qin Guanglin took He Hao and walked a few steps, opened his mouth and closed it, thinking about it for a while, he didn't know how to express it, and in the face of He Wu's puzzled eyes, he groaned and said, "Why do you feel like you...... Unremarkable? ”

The strange sense of contradiction was finally found by him.

Yes, if you put it in an ordinary person, why not be a winner in life, doing the job you like, and you can write to make money, easily, and he is an excellent husband.

But for the Time Traveler, she lived too ordinary.

I still remember the first time I watched a movie, although Charlotte on the screen has undergone artistic processing, regardless of money or power, she can get it casually, but if this kind of person really appears in reality, it should not be difficult to obtain that kind of status.

Why didn't he think about it for a while, and asked, "What's not ordinary?" ”

"Uh......"

Qin Guanglin froze, and then stretched out his finger and casually gestured to the distance, "Look at those who have to do a great career like you in film and television or literary works." ”

"Have you noticed that whether it is a film or television work or a literary work, the final ending is almost not good." He shrugged his shoulders and continued to add: "-I mean serious literature, the kind of excessive YY does not count, there are too many loopholes. ”

"The butterfly effect?"

"That's right."

"No one has ever been like you, who knows if it's true or not, the tragedy of serious literature is only for the sake of profundity, and it is not reliable. Why not give it a try? ”

"Do I dare to try?"

Qin Guanglin paused suddenly.

Dare to try?

Now that the two are talking here, it says it all.

"Even if there was the slightest possibility, I wouldn't try." Why not tilt his head at him and curl the corners of his mouth, "I know what happiness looks like, so as long as you go down carefully and step by step, you can get everything, why gamble on the odds?"

- And my greatest advantage is that I know everything, and if I mess things up now, all my advantages will be gone, and I will become the same as you...... Do you understand it now? ”

"Half understood." Qin Guanglin nodded, holding her hand and clenching it unconsciously.

He didn't know what it was like.

If you were to be yourself, would you be willing to live an ordinary fireworks life by her side?

Qin Guanglin couldn't think of the answer to this question.

What the prophet meant, why not not understand, but still chose to live with him in a rental house on Nanfei Road, and was scared by cockroaches and screamed.

Is it really worth it?

The thought came out of my heart inexorably.

The two walked on the golden top of Emei in the moonlight, the starry sky was shining, like an inverted glass jade bowl flashing a little bright, why not slow down, took his hand and shook it, and asked, "Which half?" ”

"I'm supposed to be an artist." Qin Guanglin sighed, "You have always wanted to correct me on the path of being an artist, so you kept pushing me to resign—then again, this should be the butterfly effect, right?" ”

"That's right."

"It doesn't matter if the artist is not artist, we're doing this very well now, it's just - everything is going according to the original way, I'm not very likely to ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, believing that he could understand what he meant.

He really understood what he meant, lowered his head as if he was thinking, Qin Guanglin was not in a hurry, he stood in place and didn't lead her forward, just looked at her quietly, waiting for her to speak.

At stake for his own life and the happiness of the two, he had to know what to think and plan for.

"The disruptive plot can't be controlled."

Why don't you speak softly.

"If it's a movie, you know the main character will die in the end, but you have a chance to master the progress bar and change the plot."

She groaned, as if wondering if her metaphor was appropriate, "...... Did you choose to disrupt the plot at the beginning of the movie, so that the plot completely collapsed and got out of control from then on-

Or pull the progress bar to the last minute and get stuck saving the protagonist when he is in danger? ”

"Precision strikes."

Qin Guanglin nodded, indicating that he understood.

The more stable the control of the details, the easier it is to achieve the goal, in addition to the worry about the butterfly effect, and her idea of stability, the two are mixed, and finally contribute to the current situation.

In another ten years, she, the biggest bug in the world, will disappear silently without making a wave.

"Do you regret it?"

Qin Guanglin, who understood everything, hesitated for a moment, but still asked.

Why was he stunned, he didn't understand what he was talking about for a while, and subconsciously asked, "What do you regret?" ”

"On a dull little day, I'm still doing you every day." Qin Guanglin pretended to be relaxed.

"Less, then." He pursed his lips, glanced up at the night sky, and said, "Do you know what the eternal theme of time travel is?" ”

"Hmm...... What is it? ”

"Make up for regrets, all things in life, if you could do it all over again, you would definitely do better - almost everyone thinks so."

Why not follow Qin Guanglin's footsteps and walk forward slowly, holding his solid arms, tilting his head to look at him, and asking, "Isn't it?" ”

"Hmm...... It seems to be. ”

Qin Guanglin had to admit that the biggest benefit of this matter was to repeat all the things he had done wrong.

Again, it must be even more perfect.

"I lived very happily in those years, and you didn't leave me with any regrets, except for yourself."

"My only regret is you."

The two words lightly made Qin Guanglin pause in place.

"You say, will I regret it?"

Under the starlight, why not raise your face, the eyes that had just cried still had a trace of unnatural redness and swelling, and her voice was not as clear as usual, with a little hoarseness.

In the summer of this year, the stars are shining brightly and the moonlight is like silver. Qin Guanglin and He Wei held together, standing at the foot of the huge statue in the center of the golden dome, the breeze blowing by his side, drilling into the cliff side and mountains in the distance, as if sighing in his ears.

He finally had a complete understanding of why he was stubborn, and he was accidentally blinded by the wind, blinked his eyes a few times, and hugged her into his arms fiercely.