In the rubble, the girl with her wrist twisted stood proudly on the broken floor, walking towards the weaver step by step. The seriously injured body could no longer support her to resist, so she could only watch as the transparent silk thread of her life was split head-on with a whistling sound...

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and his heart beat violently in the silent room. Weaving stared at the ceiling blankly, no matter how many times she reviewed it, she couldn't find any other possibility to move back to the situation except for the arrival of helpers. In terms of hard power, she was crushed by the other party, and she was once again defeated by fate. Perhaps, as the other party said, if she holds the consciousness of dying together...

"Are you awake?"

The sudden voice broke Weaving's thoughts, and she turned her head to see that a dark figure in the darkness was sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at the book in her hand, and she could vaguely tell from the other party's size that it was Ren Yuan.

"You..."Ori looked at the dark shadow sitting on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, just to see you." In the dark, Ren Yuan closed the book in his hand, raised his head, and his two eyes refracted a beast-like green light, "Seeing that you are not awake, I am not willing to disturb you." ”

“…”

Seeing that the weaving didn't reply, Ren Yuan spoke again, "How do you feel?" How long does it take to recover? ”

"Three days." Ori whispered, "If you just need my ability, you can do it now." ”

"Well, you don't have to work so hard, I'm not a capitalist." Ren Yuan said with a smile: "You cultivate well, don't worry too much about things at work." You did well yesterday and I'm going to give you a little long vacation. ”

"Yes." Ori didn't understand what she was doing well yesterday, but she wasn't interested in studying the details. Since Ren Yuan didn't think there was a problem, she didn't want to take the initiative to take on any responsibility.

After a pause, Ori asked in a low voice

"That child, can you still be saved?"

Ren Yuan asked knowingly, "Which child?" ”

"Autumn carp."

"He's fine, he's fine, he can eat and sleep. No problem at all. Ren Yuan said with a big grin: "Now you are still dominating my bed." ”

"You know, I'm not asking about that."

"Jiang Ziwen told you?"

"She wasn't clear." Ori replied, "I asked her in the afternoon, and it was very brief. ”

"It's true, after all, she doesn't know much about it." Ren Yuan thought for a while and said, "You want to know?" ”

"Hmm."

"To put it simply, the Adventists planted seven heart seeds in him. Of course, this is not the most troublesome, the most troublesome part is that his heart has been taken away. There was no way to solve his problem until he found a heart that could be transplanted. ”

"Can you take off six first?" Ori asked

"No, it will upset the balance." Ren Yuan said dryly, "The way it is now, it is more stable." ”

After all, Weaving is different from Yu Qian, she is not a layman in this regard, and she quickly sensed the problem in Ren Yuan's statement, "Even if there is only one heart seed left, there is a way to keep it dormant, right?" ”

"Yes, there is, but it's too troublesome, and the heart, which is the heart, needs to maintain a certain vitality. Second, I was worried that something would go wrong during the removal process, which would worsen the situation. It is better to wait until you find a suitable heart before performing a thorough transplant while the condition is still stable. On the contrary, it is in equilibrium, and there is no difference between one and seven. ”

"It's easy for you, isn't it?" Weaving asked unwillingly, "After all, you..."

"I'm not a god, I'm just a wretched creature cursed by God." Ren Yuan paused slightly, and said lightly, "It's a very simple thing to hope for others, but if others can't do it, it's not something you can control." ”

"I see." Ori was silent for a moment, then said, "I can ask."

Do you have one thing? ”

"What's the matter?"

"Fate, can it be contested?"

"Oh? That's an interesting question. In the dark, Ren Yuan laughed silently, thought for a moment and said slowly, "Speaking of this question, I would like to ask you, what do you think of the word fate?" Do you think there really is such a thing as fate? ”

"You've seen my file." Ori asked softly

"Yes."

"I think fate is a predestined and unchangeable ending." Ori sighed, "I thought I had broken free from the shackles of fate. I thought that with the vision of the future, I had changed my destined ending. ”

"And then?"

"It turned out that everything was just back in .asxs. The vision of the future that helped me break the shackles of fate made me understand that nothing in fate can be resisted. Even my self-righteous rebellion in the face of fate is part of the arrangement of fate. ”

In the end, Ori laughed at herself, "People who want to spy on the future and rebel against fate are finally endowed with the ability to foresee the future and fulfill their fate." If there really are gods, it's really bad fun. ”

"That's what you think." Ren Yuan smiled lightly and said, "Well, I used to think that the so-called fate was death. ”

"Death?"

"Everyone will eventually die, no matter how brilliant and powerful they were, or how humiliating and weak they were. In the end, the ending of life and death is still unavoidable. The meaning of life is to live a wonderful life before death. ”

"But then, I was not willing to go to the end of my fate, and I did not understand what was the point of all my efforts since death was inevitable. From this point of view, maybe you are more lucky. ”

"Me?" Weaving asked suspiciously, "Why?" ”

"Because you understood the reality that everything is meaningless before I was then." Ren Yuan's voice became more and more lonely and ethereal, floating in the dark room, like an ink butterfly that could not be caught.

"At that time, I was extremely confident that since I had this time that was only mine, before death, I would have the opportunity to change my life. I want to be free from the shackles of fate, I want to be in control of my own destiny. ”

"You've succeeded..."Weaving looked at Ren Yuan with a complicated face, and his majestic body cast a huge shadow in the darkness.

"No, I failed." Ren Yuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I thought I had successfully deceived God, but in fact, I still embarked on the path arranged by God. I thought that eternal life had escaped the arrangement of fate, but in fact, eternal life was the destiny that God had given me. ”

"Why?" "Now that you have attained eternal life, don't you do whatever you want?" ”

"If that's the case, why am I sitting here?" Ren Yuan smiled and asked, "Why do you think I would work for the hunter?" ”

Weaving was stunned when she heard Ren Yuan's words, and a shocked look appeared on her expressionless face, although the room was dark, she knew that for Ren Yuan, who was still flipping through the books just now, there was no difference from daylight. The other party must have noticed the change in his expression.

"You're surprised?"

"I didn't expect you to use that word..."

"Oh, nothing strange." Ren Yuan smiled, "It's a hunter to the disaster department, but a hunter is not a disaster department, if you have a chance in the future, you'll understand." ”

"Even if you're as strong as you, can't you escape the grip of fate?" Muttered to herself

"No, it's not about being strong. It takes neither eternal life nor great power to escape fate. In the long and endless life of life, I have learned one thing. The more you desire to get it, the deeper you sink into the mire of fate. If you want to get rid of the shackles of fate, what you need is not **, but to give up. ”

"Is it death?"

"For me now, yes."

"That's for me..."

"Ask yourself." Ren Yuan stretched out his hand and pointed at Weaving's chest, and said in a deep voice, "How to get rid of fate, don't ask others, ask yourself." ”

Ren Yuan's touch in the darkness instantly attracted all of Ori's attention to that point, and under his fingers, his heart was beating steadily and powerfully, and every relaxation and contraction was so vivid and clear, as if he was sending out a silent roar to a certain being in the underworld.

"For someone who can't spy on fate, he will think that every second next is a manifestation of his own will. You are lucky to know one step ahead of most people who are confused that the terrible fate lies not in the unknown and unsatisfactory, but in the knowledge and irresistible. Ren Yuan's voice seemed to come from the distant void, and it pierced deeply into Weaving's mind

But that's not a reason for you to give up the fight, whether you succeed or not, the fight against fate exists in every minute, every second of your life. Whether it's eternal life or a flash in the pan, it's only when you give in that everything comes to an end. ”

Weaving felt that his heart was beating with unprecedented strength, and the dry emotions were regaining vitality, and he subconsciously blurted out

"What the hell is fate?"

"Destiny is destiny." Ren Yuan withdrew his finger and said calmly, "You have to find it yourself, your own answer." Do you know why, I want you to take care of Qiu Limo? ”

"Because... Is he, like me, living a well-designed life? ”

"He is not the same as you, he is also fighting against his own fate, but he is far less confused than yours." Ren Yuan got up and said, "You took the first step, but unfortunately you lost your way because you looked too far and were trapped in a self-constructed cage. It's better not to look at it. ”

"I hope you can get some new inspiration from that child. In the living room of the Western-style Pavilion, I have given you a chance to live, don't let me down. ”

After speaking, Ren Yuan put the book in his hand at the head of the weaving bed, got up and left the weaving room silently, leaving only the puppet-like girl in the dark, deep in thought...

There was a knock at the door, but Qiu Limo was still lying on the bed, motionless and silent. It seems that he has lost contact with the world, tears have dried up, and his throat has become hoarse. The boy's confused thoughts flew through nothingness. The sound of the key turning the lock sounded neatly, the door opened and closed, and the tall man entered the room.

The visitor approached the bed, pinched Qiu Limo's face and said with a smile, "It's so late, why don't you get up?" ”

Qiu Limo turned her red, swollen and godless eyes, and looked at Ren Yuan, who had a leisurely face, and her pupils gradually became focused

"Ren... Police officer? ”

"I'm not the same as Lao Yu, I'm not a policeman." Ren Yuan sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed the young man's messy long hair, and said with a smile: "You can call me Ren Yuan." ”

"How long will I live?"

"Well, it's hard to say. But I don't think it's going to be a problem for a while. ”

"That's right." The young man closed his eyes slightly, was silent for a moment, and said, "Will they still come to arrest me?" ”

"Probably not, I guess you're worthless to them."

Hearing Ren Yuan's words, a slightly surprised look swept over his eyes, and the young man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I still be cured?" ”

"I'm not sure, I'll try hard." Ren Yuan asked with a smile, "Are you afraid?" ”

"I'm scared, I'm scared." Qiu Limo said in a hoarse voice, "I'm afraid that when I wake up, those things will break through my stomach and crawl out." ”

"I thought you weren't afraid of death."

"I wasn't afraid before—" A flush appeared on the boy's face

"But now, I want to live..."