Xu Zhe slowly stood up from the grass, ignoring Wu Qian who was listening intently beside him, and walked towards the location of the skeleton monster.
"Wait, why haven't you finished? You haven't reached the most critical position yet!" Wu Qian was anxious. She jumped up from the ground and caught up with Xu Zhe in front of her.
"What's good about that? You can guess the ending with your toenails. If I were dead, I wouldn't be standing here telling you stories..." Without looking back, Xu Zhe had already walked to the place where the monster died.
He picked up the animal traps scattered on the ground, tied them together with a string, and threw them to Wu Qian behind him. He just carried the black peach wood sword, without any mercy...
He walked towards the exit silently and Xu Zhe stretched himself lazily because another work was finished.
"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean by thinking with your toenails? You haven't asked yet. How about Xueer later?" Holding a pile of heavy animal traps, Wu Qian could not help but ask.
"After falling, Xue'er used all her strength to stand up from the ground, rushed towards me, and knocked me away. She also died under the wheels... I hit the back of my head and got bruised, and now there is a blood clot in my brain..." Xu Zhe narrated the ending that Wu Qian asked about in the most concise and direct way, as if he was telling someone else's story. But Wu Qian could feel the sadness in Xu Zhe's back and tone...
“You… you must have been in pain at that time…” Wu Qian who was following behind asked timidly.
Xu Zhe unconsciously calmed down and turned his head slightly, "There is a kind of pain that is more painful than death..."
After the announcement, the room between the two fell silent again. Xu Zhe continued to walk in front, and the footsteps behind him followed naturally.
Really, it was not until this moment that Xu Zhe truly understood how Xue Er felt when she was walking in front of him...
Release a sense of peace of mind and security, because there is always someone by your side...
Even if she (he) is so useless, even if she (he) is so annoying, she (he) will give herself a sense of security.
After returning to the car and packing up all the tools, Xu Zhe and Wu Qian got into the expensive Black Pearl again. Starting the roaring engine was much easier than using Mary's camera.
"Hey, do you want to know what the original 'script' that belongs to God is like?" Suddenly, before Wu Qian stepped on the accelerator, Xu Zhe asked curiously. I don't know if it was because of the guilt for hitting someone just now, or because he had too many words to say for too long, but Xu Zhe seemed to be very talkative today
Posted "God's script? What is that?" Wu Qian didn't understand.
"In fact, the fate of us humans has been predicted by those guys living in heaven since we were born. Whether it is study, love, work, or death, it is all controlled by many people called gods. This prophecy is irresistible, and everyone lives according to their own script. And I learned my script from the King of Hell when I entered the underworld..." Turning his head to look out the window, supporting the window sill with one hand, Xu Zhe's eyes were so indifferent, "In my script, I should have died in that car accident. I finally got happiness, but my brain paused for a while, and I lost the instinct to avoid the oncoming car. Although Xueer wanted to save me, she was unable to do so because of the injury on her foot, and fell in front of me...
I should have been the one to die, and Xue'er would have to watch me die, enduring the pain of losing her lover...
However, the script has changed. Xue Er, who fell, had the will to save me. Her feelings for me were instantly freed from the constraints of God, and she used her life to exchange for my chance to live..."
The moment she said “How could there be such a script?!”, Wu Qian’s tears welled up in her eyes. Her expression was so painful, as if she had just watched some tragic Korean drama.
"Why are you crying? It's none of your business." Xu Zhe looked at Wu Qian in confusion. He couldn't figure out what was in her brain. Maybe it was all water, otherwise it wouldn't just flow, right
"But it's so tragic! They waited for each other for five years and just found happiness, but in just a moment, they were separated by the Yin and Yang. No matter who survives, they will carry the longing and regret for their loved one for the rest of their lives, unable to forget, and unable to be replaced, suffering for the rest of their lives... How could God arrange such a script?!" Wiping tears with the sleeve, Wu Qian seemed to understand Xu Zhe's pain.
"Please, don't be so emotional?" Looking at the crying Wu Qian, Xu Zhe smiled helplessly. He just felt that if he didn't shed tears because others were sad about his story, he would be particularly heartless.
"Let's go. Don't you still have to finish the report when you go back?" Xu Zhe reminded with a sigh.
It seemed that Xu Zhe’s reminder finally worked. Wu Qian wiped away her tears, held back the tears that were about to flow, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the Black Pearl towards the Municipal Administration.
"I may feel sympathy but I will still file a complaint against you for hitting me..." Wu Qian said seriously on the way.
"Why did I save her at that time?" Looking at the scene flying by outside the window, Xu Zhe asked himself quietly, as if he had made a huge mistake...
A memory was released and then gradually sealed. In Xu Zhe's heart, the memory will never dissipate, nor will it fall asleep. Scenes echoed in front of his eyes, reminding himself that some things will spread along with life...
When we got back to the Municipal Police Headquarters, it was already early morning. We carefully parked the car back to its original parking space. It was a safe journey and another job was completed.
I returned to the office of the Paranormal Investigation Division. As soon as I opened the door, the air was filled with the smell of freshener, so strong that it could make people vomit...
The reason for releasing this should be to cover up the smell of the dried meat that Xu Zhe burned...
Although the air was bad, Wu Qian was in a good mood because she finally saw her own independent desk at the back, as well as her own computer and printer, and the chairs were all comfortable leather sofa chairs.
The release of all these was arranged by Haozi, probably because he was afraid that she would use her computer to mess up things again
So, in this dim office, one person was excited and the other was tired. Xu Zhe fell asleep quietly, while Wu Qian continued to type on the keyboard to rush a meaningless report...
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