It wasn't until he heard Li Qingyan close the door of the next room and the sound in his room disappeared that star fruit breathed a sigh of relief.

She sank into the covers, staring at the ceiling in the dark. At first, I couldn't see anything, but then I could see the outlines of the objects in the house.

After settling in, I ate a bowl of noodles and drank a bottle of water. In the evening, I ate another box of fast food that tasted good and drank two bottles of water. Now she has warmth in her stomach and warmth in the quilt. After bathing, the body is fragrant and refreshing, and it also begins to ache slightly, but it hurts a little comfortably. I was very tired and sleepy, but I couldn't sleep.

Because it was only now that her mind calmed down a little from a series of events, and she began to think about something that she should have been puzzled about, but had been ignored by herself—

Why is he so nice to me?

There were six notes reminding him to come and save himself, and then he came. That's reasonable, isn't it...... He wondered what was going on. After all, his identity is special.

But then things ...... He's so nice. It's too good to look like a stranger he's never met, but like he's really his sister.

For example, this evening, he said to go buy toiletries. But there are those who bought:

Three cups. A ceramic cup with a handle to drink hot water. A glass and drink cold water. A handle plastic cup to brush your teeth.

Toothbrush. Face towels, hand towels, foot towels, bath towels, shower caps, a dozen hair cords, hair dryers.

Two combs, one with fine teeth and one with wide teeth.

A bar of soap, a bar of soap, a bottle of facial cleanser (star fruit has not been used), a bottle of shower gel (also not used).

Two rolls of toilet paper, two packs of pads, four packs of sanitary napkins – two packs for daily use, two packs for night.

There are also a dozen panties, a dozen socks, two underwear (the perfect size), two sets of pajamas, a gray tracksuit, a beige tracksuit, and a pair of white sneakers.

Later, when the star fruit put away the clothes, she also found five hundred yuan in the pocket of one of the sets.

She knew that this was left to her by Li Qingyan, and she should never ask for it. However, he also knew that if she ran away and returned it to him, he would never accept it. The two of them pushed back and forth, and she would definitely give in. Someone like him...... I don't like that. She had no choice but to put it away.

It was the first huge sum of money in her life - theoretically completely hers.

...... How could he do it to this extent?

A fact that she was very reluctant to admit, but had to admit, was that even her parents had not paid such attention to her before.

Star fruit loves this kind of care. But before she could figure out if there was any other purpose for this kind of care, she was a little afraid. This made her conflicted and confused. So the girl opened her eyes wide and looked at the rooftop, listening to the occasional sound of cars passing by in the street and the chirping of crickets in the yard. After a quarter of an hour, he was finally defeated.

The star fruit fell asleep, and her breathing gradually became steady and long.

Li Qingyan could hear her breathing. You can also feel her "luck".

At this time, the girl was asleep, and her "luck" was less entangled and entangled, and it became clearer and clearer in his consciousness.

It is difficult for him to explain exactly what kind of "luck" he feels. This ability to feel seems to be innate, and until now he has not found a similar supernatural ability in any practice.

In fact, it is more like the "luck" of "fate". For example, when he concentrated on the star fruit being, he instinctively grasped something—something that emanated from her body and spirit, like a tentacle in her senses, connected to the things around her.

Before she went to bed, she had touched something in the house, and there were tiny tentacles connected to them. The contact is very weak, even if there is nothing. Because those are not important things. There are also some thicker tentacles reaching out to the "distance"—not in the distance, but in the distance in the "feeling"—and according to Li Qingyan's experience, those are connected to some important people and things.

There are four of the thickest "tentacles". He guessed two of them were her parents. He could feel the connection being broken. One is tied to him.

And one more. He didn't know what that meant—he couldn't find the other end of the line right now. His abilities are limited for the time being.

On the other hand, he can also feel that the "luck" of star fruit is in a state of extreme instability.

This "instability" – also based on his countless experiences – meant great danger to life. Director Fang and the "luck" of those old men in the courtyard during the day were all in this state. This is because their lives may come to an end, maybe more than ten years, maybe twenty or thirty years.

This is the danger brought about by birth, old age, sickness and death, and it is difficult for ordinary people to escape from it. But star fruit is still very young, and this instability should not be in her, nor should it be so strong.

Someone was going to kill her. The Red Gang can't threaten her anymore, but something else should happen.

Li Qingyan confirmed this and slowly opened his eyes.

He felt a headache. It is not often that he observes a person's fortune for such a long time and with such concentration. This would cause him to greatly overdraw his mental strength, and then he would feel as if a red-hot iron rod had been inserted in his head, and the iron rod was still stirring violently. Some of the fragments that had settled in the consciousness were stirred up and flashed in the mind.

That must have been his memory before he was ten years old. They were scattered in the depths of his consciousness and could not be recalled by him in their entirety. He tried to find them countless times, but an invisible force imprisoned them.

Someone, or some kind of power seals it. He could only occasionally recall scattered, unimaged fragments, and then forget.

He wanted to figure them out. As he said to star fruit on the way out of the city, he wanted to position himself well. But first he had to figure out who he was—it must not be just a child in a wasteland that had been suddenly abandoned, with little knowledge of the past.

If he was a little stronger...... A little stronger enough...... Maybe you can have the ability to go straight to the other end of those "tentacles". Then he can see his connection to certain people and certain things. That meant that all the past of his life could be displayed at a glance, and he would be able to skip the seal of memory in his mind.

It took him fourteen years before he finally figured out how to make his ability stronger. Some people can help him, and star fruit is also one of them. Running to the wasteland to save her was originally to find out the secret of the "six notes". But after meeting her, he saw more possibilities in her.

If I had seen everyone's fate, he thought, she would also be a link in my fate—a key to unlock a certain link.