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Bai Chen returned to City C that night.

There were no clues - the contents of the orphanage had been cleaned up by professionals, and the word "positive" written in blood seemed to be the only fish that slipped through the net.

And it wasn't an orphanage, it was an institution where I didn't know where it came from, and someone was recruiting orphans in the name of an orphanage, and what kind of experiment was they doing - making those little children kill each other.

They ultimately chose someone.

In "her" words - it was a purgatory.

—and the "she" who had said those words disappeared again.

For "her", Bai Chen is even more difficult to understand, she is difficult to decipher even simple emotions, let alone such a complex existence.

The existence that existed in an unknown location and tried to influence her, sometimes as violent as a tyrant, sometimes like a snake in the Garden of Eden, sometimes like a critic who denounced the world - Bai Chen also felt that she was extremely weak.

It's not to the point of schizophrenia, but at least it's a little mentally problematic.

……

Outside the basketball court, the rain is dense and stretching, which does not feel very good.

Bai Chen looked at the rain, leaning against the wall, feeling the coldness invade her slightly sweaty back, making her feel a little dizzy.

She didn't feel the weather, but she remembered what Jiang Li said - he didn't like rainy days because it made him have some bad memories.

It was then that she thought of this person.

It can't be said that he is not a special person, Bai Chen feels that there is a story full of sadness in his heart, although he can't see it on his face - he likes to read "The Count of Monte Cristo", and people who like to read that book will inevitably give people the impression of "middle two and pretending to be forced, with a Jack Su complex", but Bai Chen felt that he didn't like that book because he envied the story of the Count of Monte Cristo.

She had read a review of the book's theme, and the person who wrote it thought it was a song of fate—a man who was thrown into prison by fate, reborn from prison, avenged, and forgiven, and the story became gone in the hands of an individual, and finally reached a state of great sorrow and joy.

It is the so-called life, and destiny.

After all, what he loves is the phrase "wait, and believe in hope."

The book, like the carp, is complicated.

But it's not the first time she's met complicated people – everyone is complicated.

Bai Chen opened the PCI and saw that he and Jiang Li were exchanging messages - this person's message had been cut off a few days ago, and he had disappeared since then.

Maybe I'm working overtime, or I'm busy with something else.

But it probably had nothing to do with her - she still didn't feel anything in her heart when she thought about it.

She knew Jiang Li's birthday because this person wrote his birthday in the message with a big grin, and the definition of birthday in her mind was "very important day", and she wanted to thank him, so she went to buy a cake.

He didn't take it, so she threw it away.

Out of kindness, he took her in and asked her to go back when he saw someone coming to take her "home".

There's nothing wrong with that.

Bai Chen turned off the PCI and didn't think about it anymore.

……

"Yo."

Bai Chen watched the rain for a while, and then heard the sound of the door opening and closing—Lu Xinglin's voice sounded faintly and appeared beside her.

“…… Yo? She thought for a moment and tilted her head in reply.

Lu Xinglin closed the door with his backhand - blocking out the sound of the quarrel leaking from inside.

It's better to say it's a quarrel than to say it...... Bicker.

"Looks like your awkward conversation skills are worse than mine." Lu Xinglin laughed, "It's understandable. ”

Bai Chen was silent.

"It's too noisy inside." Lu Xinglin touched his hair, "And I just lost someone, so I won't go first." ”

Lose face......

Bai Chen felt that what he said was about practicing losing to himself.

But something doesn't seem right......

But this young man's brain circuit is very interesting-

"This kind of rain is good for thinking." Lu Xinglin said again.

"Well, but I don't think I know." Bai Chen nodded.

She's always been a straight talker.

"What do you think?" Lu Xinglin had already experienced Bai Chen's magical behavior, so he said.

"The complexity of people."

“……”

Bai Chen was obviously not a good person to chat with - so much so that even people like Lu Xinglin, who liked to open their eyes and talk nonsense, often didn't know what to say.

"Tsk, this feels a bit familiar." Lu Xinglin squinted.

Bai Chen raised his eyebrows, expressing doubt.

"The last time Cai Jie was dumped by his girlfriend, he went to get drenched in the rain, I saw that he was almost drenched, and asked him what he was doing, and he said to me, 'I'm thinking about complex human nature'." Lu Xinglin curled the corners of his lips, "Are you out of love?" ”

The black-haired girl listened to this question with a playful smile, thought about it carefully, and shook her head seriously: "Although it sounds similar, I am not thinking about similar things. ”

Lu Xinglin: "......"

Well, we can't talk anymore.

The two faced the fine and dense rain, and the cold breath gradually invaded their bodies.

"You said before that Ling Yao has a big opinion of me?" Lu Xinglin seemed to remember something and asked.

"Maybe."

"What did she say?"

Bai Chen repeated.

Lu Xinglin tilted his head, looking lazy, after listening, he was stunned at first, stared at the rain curtain for three seconds, and then chuckled lightly - but he couldn't tell whether it was sarcasm or self-deprecation: "It's like what she would say." ”

"Your relationship is special." Bai Chen came to some kind of conclusion.

If someone else said this, eighty percent of them were gossiping, and they would have been unceremoniously dismissed or joked by Brother Lin.

But if Bai Chen asked, it seemed like some kind of profound investigation.

"Maybe, we met for a long time, but she was upset with me, and she told you why." Lu Xinglin spread his hands, "Well, I really haven't suffered any setbacks, she and the Ash World are probably the biggest setbacks I've ever encountered." ”

…… Ah, that sounds like a lot of gossip.

"Yes." Bai Chen said.

"All those who want to gain power through the world of ashes are almost 'at the bottom' - and those who are exposed to this game in reality, who have a slightly richer life, either want to escape or want to destroy it, not because of any threat, but because they feel that this way of defining it is unfair - or feel that this way of not being in the flow is not qualified to be something that determines themselves." Lu Xinglin said, "Everyone has their own reasons, and that's probably it." ”

It was a miracle to hear Lu Xinglin say these words.

Bai Chen was silent for a moment and nodded, as if he understood.

"So I'm quite curious, you belong to a 'special' group, and your will is still very strong - why, your own reasons." Lu Xinglin turned to look at her, very curious.

Save the world-Bai Chen wanted to blurt out, but suddenly couldn't.

Because he is asking for "own" reasons.

She personally, it seems, is unjustified.