Whether people can control their own destiny does not seem to be a proposition. Because almost all of them will answer "Yes!". However, if a person is able to change his fate, then his "think" is not counted as part of his fate. If I study hard and fight hard, I can change my destiny. So is the changed fate part of fate?

I asked myself as I stood in front of the black iron doors of the Limbo Mansion. The essence of destiny may have been stereotyped, but there was once an exact same today and tomorrow.

Fate is like an invisible hand, and before I can prepare, it has already come, and there is no reason to speak of it.

"No, what are you thinking? The hour is coming. Madoka beckoned to me from inside the gate.

"Okay, got it, I'll be right away. I retracted my wandering consciousness and trotted over.

Today is a good day, the sky is cloudless. It is advisable to bathe and change clothes, reproduce and mate. Today I'm going to stop something, it's absurd and inexplicable. But fate can never be unreasonable, so it doesn't matter if you are absurd or not.

"Has Limbo arrived?" I asked

"This is her house, she doesn't know where you want her to go. You are really a person, but people risk their lives to treat you, you are not active at all, and you want me to go all the way to the wilderness to call you. I really don't know how to be grateful at all. "The wilderness she said was my dormitory.

"I'd like to talk to Limbo, maybe I don't have to. It's too dangerous. ”

"Whether it's worth it or not, Limbo knows better than you. Don't look at Ling Bo's weak appearance. The decision she made had never changed. ”

"Is Shanbi here too?"

"He came there one step ahead of you to dispense the medicine. It is said that the withered leaf grass is very dangerous, and you have to be very careful. Madoka put her scattered hair in a bun with a golden silk hairpin, and paired it with a white shirt and black jeans, which made her look very capable. "I'm going to help Shanbi dispense medicine, you are down now, when the medicine is ready, I will call you, don't run far, I can't find you, kill you." ”

From the bell tower, which is less than eight square meters on the top floor of the villa, I looked at the boundless foot of the mountain, extending to the horizon "Beijing", and my heart was full of emotion. The breeze poured down from the mountains with the cool cold air of early winter. Ling Bo stood in front of the carved wooden railing, like a fairy in white, the breeze blowing her hair, gently raising and turning into ten thousand strands of green silk, and then slowly falling, draped around her waist.

"I thought you weren't coming," she turned, her hands resting on the railing, her chest tense, and she rarely moved.

"Madoka told me, you want to use withered grass to heal me?"

"You know all about it," she said, taking her hand away and standing up straight, smiling rather than smiling.

"I haven't cultivated at all, and I probably won't have it in the future. I walked up to her gently, holding on to the railing with both hands, and looking at the building beneath my feet, the sound of the wind being solemn.

"Who said that!" she looked at me nervously, but felt that she shouldn't be too nervous, so she pulled her hair behind her ears, turned around and lowered her head, her eyes fell on my chest, "Haven't I also cultivated?"

"You are different from me, don't cultivate for you There are still many important things, the huge enterprise left to you by your grandfather needs you to manage, it is much more important than a little cultivation. ”

She pursed her lips and suddenly bit her lower lip again, but she couldn't answer for a long time. He simply lowered his head and looked at a small piece of grass in the crack in the stone outside the pavilion.

"You know that Withered Grass is dangerous, what if you have three long and two short?" I was a little excited.

She was silent for a long time, and suddenly looked up at me: "Have you measured it with a ruler?"

"What?"

"Is it that every time people do something, they have to measure it with a ruler in advance, measure the length of it, measure the amount of low, and then judge whether it is worth it or not. ”

"Limbo!"

"You should take it as a reward, and repay you for helping me get back the chairmanship from my father. Or just pay off your debts and your unhappy marriage. ”

"I don't feel unfortunate to marry you. I reluctantly turned away from looking at her, "It's okay if Shanbi has used withered leaf grass, he is now a medical treatment found in a local stall, and he is an experiment for him, and he doesn't care who the test object is, including you and me." ”

"I know."

"You know you're ... When Madoka told me on the phone that you were going to use the withered leaves to heal me, I thought it was a matter between the two sides after all, and it wouldn't make much sense if I didn't come here to heal, and you wouldn't have to bear the danger of the withered leaves. But then she told me that even if I didn't come, you had to do the experiment first. So I rushed over. I'm not going to let you do this experiment, and I'm going to teach you a lesson, that madman. It's not like he doesn't know it's dangerous!"

"Don't blame Shanbi, I insisted on it" Ling Bo said very seriously, his eyes wide open, like a fawn.

"Don't say good things about Shanbi, I've been with him since I was a child, I know him too well, and he will do anything for his so-called ideals. "I'm going downstairs. I'm going to have to give the mountain pen some color and see.

"It's not—" Limbo called out to me suddenly.

"What's wrong?" I turned back to see Limbo's crying and stoic expression, expressing indescribable firmness.

"Go ahead and give it a try, maybe it will be cured. ”

"Limbo, it's too expensive to give it a try. If I'm on my own, I'll try it, but I'll pull you. It's too bastard, I wouldn't agree to do that. ”

"There will be no danger as long as we do what he says. ”

"He's going to use us as test subjects, and he's sure there's no danger. I replied without thinking.

"But I believe in Shanbi. Limbo was adamant.

I was stunned for a moment, I thought that Ling Bo could believe in Shanbi so much, but I couldn't believe it when I was a child with him.

"Not even the slightest danger to you," I said firmly.

Limbo was silent, but his fists were clenched tightly, and his body jumped in a straight line. Like a moment of tranquility before a storm comes.

"Let's go down, it's too cold here, you're going to catch a cold," I said, going over to hold her hand.

"But what do you want me to do, you said that martial arts is very important to you, didn't you say that it is your faith? You can't live without faith, can you?" she frowned, angry and pleading.

Having said that, isn't the result of all this to be borne by the person concerned? A man's fate, whether life or death, sickness, or sorrow, has no right to bear it for him except himself. ”

Ling Bo's tears were like unscrewed faucets.

"What are you talking about? How can a man carry all the pain of his fate? She scolded me loudly.

I looked at the excited and sad people in front of me in amazement.....

"Can't you just listen to other people's opinions, you always do what you want. It's just that you're the only one left in the world. No one cares about you, no one cares about you. "Limbo clenched his fists every time he got angry, and this time was no exception.

I always felt a sense of powerlessness in front of Ling Bo, she was like an impassable stream, the stream was not wide, the water was not urgent, but it was just like that, and I could not move a single step forward.

"When my grandfather died, I always thought I could do something, even if it was just to prolong his life for a while. But it didn't work at all, and my grandfather left me. It was as if there was a huge hand, and when it passed through the world, birth, old age, sickness and death brushed it away like dust. I wondered what we could do with this great fate. I thought about it for a long time. Now and the hand of fate is trying to snatch things from me again. No, I'm afraid I'm going to lose you. Maybe my efforts were in vain, but so what, I'll never let it do whatever it wants again. ”

She stared at me as she finished speaking, her face flushed with excitement, as if she was afraid that I would disagree. She wasn't prepared to be angry with me and confide in me like that.

"Limbo I can understand you, I was like you when my father died, I tried my best to keep him for a moment, but it was all in vain. The king of Hades told you to die on the third watch, who can delay it until the fourth watch. But I still don't want you to risk your life to heal me. Just as you don't want to lose me, I don't want to lose you. ”

"No," she hastened to explain, "there will be no danger, the hand of fate cannot succeed from me twice." ”

"Okay" I was touched by her persistence.

"Hmm" she nodded firmly, silly girl.