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[391 Nangong Mo ([-])]

About my last year in Doug, I met a man, he was wearing a white coat, his eyes were almost colorless, but very bright and energetic, he was wearing a mask, I didn’t see his face clearly, I just remembered His eyes are as special as mine.

He asked me, "What is your purpose in coming here to undergo this tortured study?

I said, "To return to Beiming."

He didn't take off his mask, but he could hear the voice full of contempt, "Such a weak family, what are you going back for?"

I don't know if Beiming is weak or not, but whether it's staying in Nangong or returning to Beiming, the two choices have never been my interest.

After the man asked me about the ability of my eyes, he asked me to prophesy for him. As soon as I held his hand, I was very surprised. At first, my prophecy ability was limited to words, which was very one-sided, but when I met a girl Afterwards, as if my eyes were opened, as long as I had contact with people, even the simplest things, I could predict three or five scenes and know his recent movements.

But this man, is completely different, I hold his hand, exhausted, exhausted, still don't know anything.

He's the only man whose future I can't foresee.

That man saw through my embarrassment very keenly, and told me, "Nangong Mo, follow me, I can give you everything you want."

"Sorry, I don't even know what I want."

I almost refused without thinking about it, but he smiled, "But I know."

I don't think so, I have no interest, being led by the nose, what fun is there in life?

My refusal didn't frustrate him, he handed me a business card from Jin, and said: "I appreciate you, son, I have something I want you to try, if you are interested, you can come to me."

I just glanced at the foreign name written in German. I didn't bother to remember what it was called, so I threw the business card into the luggage and let it be covered with dust.

At that time, there was a nice girl in Doug, who became my first love and robbed me of my first kiss. When we were with her, I kept suppressing the prophecy thoughts, and I endured it very hard. When we parted that year, she relied on Fall asleep on my shoulder, momentarily relaxed, still prophesying.

When the flashing picture appeared, I hurriedly pushed her away, not daring to look any further.

It was like I died in front of her eyes.

Prophecy is not static, this I have experienced a long time, as time goes by, do different things, some established facts will change.

If this girl pushes me to death, then of course I have to choose to stay away.

After saying goodbye to her that time, I never went back to Doug, and went back to Rose Garden as usual.

Not long after, a man surnamed Shen visited. Beiming Wanrou stayed with him in the bedroom for two days before leaving the bedroom. I am already a teenager, so I naturally know what happened.

The contempt for her was even worse.

I took a hard look at Shen Tuo, thinking that if he didn't leave, I would kill him tonight.

I don't like Beiming Wanrou, but she has always been my mother's identity, being defiled and not allowed.

After he saw my eyes, he stared at Beiming Wanrou in a daze for a long time, and left quietly.

His decision saved his life.

Beiming Wanrou did not keep him, she had already obtained the information she wanted, and she was even very happy after the man surnamed Shen left.

She cooked a large table of meals, and at night quietly invited the close people she knew in the Tao, ordering them to find a man named Diderot as soon as possible.

I seldom eat at the same table with her. After eating alone in the kitchen, I simply cleaned up and went to wash up. In the bathroom, I heard her and my dear uncle call and inform, saying that the virus was coming, and that it was just around the corner. What sneaked into the island... After finishing her official business, it became her confession meeting, holding the phone and whispering and crying, without any spine.

When I came out of the bathroom, she had already hung up the phone, and she was standing in the room trembling with the phone in her arms.

Say what she must succeed.

Then when he saw me, he became hysterical, drove me into the cold basement, and even threatened at the end, "Don't think that you are from the Nangong family, and don't try to tell the truth, your abilities and everything about you belong to Beiming of."

Belonging to Beiming?

To inform Nangong?

Did she really give birth to me, did she really understand me?

Thinking about these questions in my heart, I couldn't help but sneered and asked her, "Do you know how I will die in the future?"

She stared at me and continued hysterically, "You are not allowed to prophesy to me! You can't control my future! You are my son! You will go to the ancestors in the future, and your name will be changed to Beimingmo. Everything about you is yours!" Everything is under the control of my brother..."

"Died and died."

I spoke indifferently and spit out four words.

She opened the drawer, took out the gun, and started shooting me, chasing me all over the yard, but the gunshots continued until midnight——

She was the worst shooter I've ever seen, so many shots, and she didn't shoot a single shot.

How stupid, no wonder he died so badly.

Perhaps more importantly, it was easy for me to avoid a crazy woman.

She was tied up by me, thrown in the basement and locked overnight, and was not released until the next night. She shrank and looked at me, hiding in the dark for the first time, not daring to shout at me——

I have always been good-tempered and behaved well, and I have always obeyed what she said. Now, I must have flipped too fast for her to accept without any preparation, but how could I care about her feelings, just like her It's like locking me in the basement since I was a child, why did she ever care about my expression?

I untied her, filled her with medicine from the medicine box, cooked her favorite meals and put them on the table, then went back to the house and started packing, ready to leave and seek the life I wanted.

When packing, I accidentally touched a business card covered with thick dust, looked at it, and was slightly stunned.

I only understand a little German, and it is not a problem to read names. It turns out that I have met Diderot long before.

Very surprised.

I am used to predicting, so I have not had this feeling for a long time, and now it suddenly hits me, so I am not sure whether it is right or wrong to use this word to describe my mood.

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