Fu Jin woke up at twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

He turned on his computer and opened his book review section again.

I saw a new reply under the comment he left the day before yesterday.

Naturally, it was the one who "wished for eternity", and there were no accidents or surprises, and he replied, "Important."

… It really won't be that easy.

Not surprisingly. Fu Jin thought about it calmly, and asked him with a bit of playfulness, "Why is it important?"

Walking out of the room, the corridor was dim, and Fu Jin was a little surprised that he was the first to wake up this morning.

He glanced at the clock and made sure it was indeed half past twelve.

Walking to the living room, a red-haired girl was sitting on the sofa eating a sandwich, and when she noticed Fu Jin, she looked up and greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Fu Jin." Green eyes go straight to the depths of others' hearts.

Fu Jin looked at her, vaguely remembering that she seemed to have mentioned to herself that she "has another teammate".

The girl looked at his expression and swallowed the last bite of the sandwich into her stomach, "Tomb Master of the Third Rank, one of the members of the special commission team of the Descendant Commander, known as Elysy."

Fu Jin glanced at the empty hallway, then turned back to her and said expressionlessly, "There is no vacancy in my house."

"I heard you're rich, can I live outside and reimburse you?" Alysie asked.

"I'm sorry." The corners of Fu Jin's lips curled into a smile, he lowered his head and looked at Alysie and said jokingly, "Woman, I only support my own."

Elysie got the meaning of his joke, and she blinked, "Then I'll be reimbursed for public office."

...

"You're coming faster than I thought." Said to Alysie.

"I thought it would take longer, but I didn't expect the association to directly let the manager take over the task of half of the process."

"Managers?" The descendant frowned, "Which one?"

"It's the one in the city." Elysy said.

Yi's eyebrows were directly twisted out of a Sichuan character.

"What's wrong?" Alysy asked.

The descendant came back to his senses, "Nothing. Go ahead, is there anything else?"

"The association actually just asked me to come and see the situation this time, and they meant to let me stay for a few days and then report back."

"How many days?"

"It's not confirmed yet, but it's currently scheduled for five days."

"I see."

Hearing that their conversation was over, Fu Jin left the corridor and entered the room.

Elishi only stayed for a few days before leaving, and before leaving, the descendants gave Elishi a report to send to headquarters.

"There are two copies of the document." Elysy said.

As her words fell, a second document appeared in her hand.

He looked at her in surprise.

Alysy smiled, put her hand on the file, and whispered, "There are two copies of the document, right?" descendants."

She looked down, as if she was thinking about something. For a long time, as if acquiescing to something, he got up and left.

Elysy shrugged and smiled triumphantly.

…

Because she got along with Fu Jin happily for a few days, Elixi went to Fu Jin's room to wake up Fu Jin to say goodbye at two or three o'clock in the morning before leaving.

"Alas, I'm leaving, take care, little Jinjin."

Fu Jin was woken up as soon as she fell asleep, and reluctantly said goodbye to her in desperation.

Elithia was bored with herself, pouted, and left.

Fu Jin originally wanted to continue sleeping, but when the disturbing guy left, he couldn't sleep.

So I sat up and turned on the computer.

The same steps, webpage, login, backend, comments.

He saw that the other party had answered his question four days earlier, "Important is just important, there is no reason."

A sentence suddenly appeared in Fu Jin's mind, so he typed it, "There is always a reason why it is important."

I opened the social media site and decided to take a look at the recent news.

Before deciding to turn off the computer, Fu Jin suddenly remembered the reader who had washed his own version.

I reopened the book review section again, only to see that the reader left a web address.

Fu Jin didn't hesitate much, copied the URL with an unknown link, and posted it at the top of the page.

Jumping in, I saw four sentences written on a whole blank page.

"Do you have something you like?"

"Why do you like it?"

"That's right, so am I."

"It's important just because it's important, and you don't need a reason."

Fu Jin looked at these four sentences, and a conversation appeared in his heart.

"Why do you like to write?"

"There's no why."

"There's always a reason to like it."

"Do you have anything you like?"

"Yes."

"Why do you like it?"

「... I don't know."

"That's right, so am I."

「...」

"You don't need a reason to like it."

If he was the one who answered the question, who was the one who started the question?

He didn't know who and who said it, it was like a memory with a missing horn, and he had no memory of it.

The puzzle pieces were scattered scattered, and Fu Jin tried to put them together.

0

Fu Jin had another dream, and in the constant fall, everything fell apart, and the world kept spinning and cracking into pieces.

As far as the eye can see, there are large patches of bright red. Fu Jin's eyes were dark, and people stood in a circle around a certain point, whispering to each other.

Someone whispered in his ear, "Fu... You have to live, even if you have to live."

He heard the answer, a hoarse male voice, "... I'm tired."

- Fu Jin opened his eyes suddenly.

... Very dizzy.

He lowered his head and stroked his forehead. After calming down for a while, he looked up and looked around the room.

The familiar scenery is calming, and when the curtains are opened, the sky is still dark.

He'd have to go back and find something.

The clock showed that at four o'clock in the morning, Fu Jin walked out of the room.

"Mr. Fu?" Sitting in the living room, she saw Fu Jin, and she looked at him inquiringly.

"Go home, don't come along." Fu Jin was concise.

She smiled slightly, she didn't ask him how he knew they were going to follow him, she just nodded, "Okay, I see."

0

Fu Jin returned home.

The mobile phone in his pocket shook slightly, and Fu Jin took it out of his pocket.

I saw a message from a stranger, "Fu, if you have any doubts, go ask that person."

The other party's name is "Yu Kite".

Fu Jin asked him, "Who?"

Yu Kite said, "Administrator."

"Scythe?"

"Yes"

The other party replied quickly, as if he was afraid that he would never have a chance to type again if he returned too late.

"I know you?"

"You used to know me."

"Wish for eternity?"

「…」

Fu Jin acquiesced to her.

"I forgot about you."

「... You'll remember."

"Why did you contact me all of a sudden?"

"Because I have something to say to you."

"And these are things that only I can say, only I can say."

"How so?"

"I'm the only one who tells you at this moment that this is the evidence."

"Fu, please, one day you will leave here, but before that, if you want to lift the curtain, you must..."

The message was cut off when it arrived here, and Fu Jin waited for a long time, but no new news came.

Fu Jin knew that there would be no more news, and sighed and put down his phone.

It was quiet in the big house, and this trip had come in a hurry, and he had not informed his family in advance that he was going home.

Family.

Fu Jin looked at the silent room, and suddenly a wave of nostalgia rose. He has always been very controllable in his behavior, he knows how to have fun and relax for himself.

He didn't even have a computer with him.

In fact, he did not go in a hurry.

It's not that he is escaping or unable to maintain the ordinary appearance of his daily life, but he suddenly doubts everything he has always believed in and whether everything he has chosen is right or not.

But he didn't tell them in particular, he really just wanted to briefly look back on his life.

I couldn't help but wonder what was messing with his pace, so much so that he was confused for a long time.

He usually accepts his emotions very calmly, then analyzes the source of the situation and then resolves it.

He is not used to displeasing himself, nor is he used to letting himself be confused, he will not let go if he chooses, and he will not regret his choice.

Although he can't be uncomplaining about everything he has encountered, he has long been accustomed to silently dealing with all his emotions and digesting all his problems.

No one can help him, and he doesn't expect anyone to help him, and the more capable people are, the less they can reveal to others.

Yes, he only has himself.

His world changed on the night of April 30th, but his life was not, and he maintained a peaceful and stable life.

It's all inevitable. Fu Jin thought.

He Fu Jin is Fu Jin, no one knows him better than himself, and he doesn't need to care about those who talk nonsense.

"Brother." The lights were on, and a voice came from behind him.

Fu Jin turned around, the girl's hand was still pressed on the light switch, she tied her ponytail, and looked up at him with a faint expression, "You're back?"

Fu Jin suddenly felt extremely relieved, he breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered like a sigh, "I'm back."

No, he must go back and find the truth.

…

At ten o'clock in the morning, Fu Jin returned to his residence.

By this daylight, he walked to the window and found a folder dropped by the floor-to-ceiling window.

Fu Jin was thoughtful, and he bent down to pick up the folder. Unceremoniously tearing open the seal, he read down the ten lines at a glance.

Fu Jin silently put away the documents. Who is it?

Deliberately? Unintentionally?

Descendants? If this is intentional, then it must not be conservative.

Taiba? It's not like Tai's handwriting.

- Allysy.

Fu Jin had a plan in his heart.

…

He walked out of the room, and Elishi had already returned, sitting on the couch looking at the TV she had bought yesterday.

... Compared to the descendants who walked for more than a day and were urgently recalled in the end, she was too efficient. It is completely in line with Fu Jin's expectations.

"Morning, Mr. Fu Jin." She is currently the only one in the trio who can call Fu Jin's name.

Holding a pack of Pokat "Titicaca" in her arms, she watched Fu Jin come out, "Does Mr. Fu want to eat?"

"Nope." Fu Jin shook his head and refused.

"I seem to be tired, and I won't wake up too early today." Elysy said.

"What about Tai?" Fu Jin asked.

"Same." Elysy replied.

Good timing. Fu Jin looked up at the clock hanging on the wall: half past eleven.

"Let's order takeout." After saying that, he opened the kitchen cupboard, took the bowl, and poured a cat food and a dog food.

Fu can only eat one and a half spoonfuls, and Qian can eat two spoonfuls.

Putting the two small bowls on their shelves, Fu Jin also opened a pack of potato chips for herself.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat it? Elysy glanced at him.

"There's a theory in psychology that I call it mirror reflection, which means that inadvertently doing the same thing as someone else creates a sense of trust and closeness." Fu Jin said, sitting down next to her, "-I have a request for others, so I want to please the other party first."

… It's really straightforward and polite.

But no. Alysy glanced up and down at Fu Jin, "Mr. Fu Jin, as long as you ask, we will do our best to answer."

"I don't believe in the aesthetics of violence." Fu Jin smiled back, "After all, there are only a lot of questions that individuals can ask and be aware of, and I would feel much more relaxed if the interlocutor could be more proactive in revealing information."

He was curious.

"Oh? Sounds interesting. Then let me try to be the most unreserved person for you since the 30th of April." Elihi seemed amused, she said with gusto.