Apocalypse Forecast

At first, Huai Shi was confused, then stunned, and finally shocked.

"What the hell is this?"

Huai Shi jumped up in fright and leaned over to examine the bird's-eye view of a dilapidated factory in the suburbs in the water basin.

Unbelievable.

"Wang Hai is here?"

"Yes." Crow asked back, "Is it something incredible to track him through the ink of the event branch and the watermark method?"

"Why didn't you say it earlier!" Huai Shi stared at him.

"But you didn't ask."

Crow looked at him puzzled and innocent.

Huai Shi couldn't help but want to pick up this bird and kill it.

"You are clearly a freeloader!" He slapped the table angrily, "You eat my rice, live in my house, steal my electricity, use my internet, and I don't mind that. But you know this guy wants to kill me, why did you hide it from me?"

"Oh?" Crow looked at him curiously, "What would you do if I told you earlier?"

"Nonsense, of course I would call someone to deal with him!"

"Astronomy Society? Or Special Affairs Department? Or both?" Crow smiled strangely, "But can you explain how they will hide in that place?"

Huai Shi opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted.

"No, no, no, I'm not talking about how you get his hiding place."

Crow paused and glanced at the reflection in the water, "It's how you explain why the industry that used to belong to your family has become the lair of the Pure Citizens breeding border mutants?"

"What the hell?!"

Huai Shi stared at the water basin in amazement, "You mean this place, this thing of yours... belongs to my family?"

"You really forgot everything."

Crow looked at him pitifully, "Why do I, an outsider, know better than you? No, this is something that can be understood by investigating property rights a little bit."

"That's right."

She said, "Now the place where Wang Hai is hiding is one of the warehouses for the Huai Shipping Company. In other words, the place that belonged to your family more than ten years ago has now become the 'Fasting Circle' where Pure Citizens breed border mutants."

With her words, countless old papers flew from the basement, falling and gathering in front of Huai Shi, neatly forming a pile.

"I can understand your confusion and bewilderment, but this is indeed the conclusion drawn from these old files in your house."

Huai Shi silently flipped through those papers, page by page.

These were indeed things piled up in his family's warehouse, covered in dust, covered in mold, and thrown in some inconspicuous corner.

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Forgotten.

Crow was right, that place was indeed one of the Huai family's industries, a warehouse for transferring goods.

"But I don't even remember."

Huai Shi sat on the chair in a daze, carefully recalling his childhood memories, but there were too many gaps and blurry things.

After that high fever, many things gradually faded away...

But this didn't seem like something worth being surprised about.

Since he could remember, the family's industry seemed to have been declining rapidly. Even though his great-grandfather was once extremely wealthy, all that was left now was an old house.

With so many industries in the Huai family, it wasn't strange for something to occasionally happen, right?

It was just a bit unlucky.

Just like himself all along.

But why did he feel angry?

"Damn it..."

He muttered softly, but didn't know what he should be angry about.

In silence, Crow stood on the handle of the knife, looking at him with pity. The flickering light elongated her shadow, dancing on the wall like flames.

"Let me give you the second lesson, Huai Shi."

Her voice changed, no longer the usual frivolous and playful tone, but became solemn, like the collision of ice and iron, with a low hum.

"Fate can't be controlled, but its objects are different."

"Fate?"

"Yes, fate." The black bird said, "Some people choose their own fate, while others are scared by the difficulties and fears they see and can't move forward.

They can only wait to be chosen by fate.

Although there's nothing wrong with the latter, when the floating weeds in the sea are caught in a storm, how can they blame their luck?"

Huai Shi was silent for a long time and asked, "Does the former always lead to happiness?"

"Who knows?" Crow answered calmly, "Struggling may not change any results, but at least you can die without regrets, right?"

"..."

Huai Shi was silent.

"You don't have to hate yourself. After all, you didn't have a choice in the past, but now everything is different."

Crow said, "If you don't care about everything in the past, you can ignore it and let it continue to sink into darkness.

I promise you will have a bright future.

But if you really want to know what happened to you, no, what happened in your family, you must face it yourself."

After a long silence, Huai Shi couldn't help but laugh, "Even if I know, can I change anything?"

Nothing can be changed, nothing can be brought back.

Just like fate won't change.

Just like that book of fate.

The dust has settled, and the things recorded in it will never change.

Crow looked into his eyes and told him one word at a time, "But at least you can know why you lost, can't you?"

In the silence, Huai Shi closed his eyes and sighed wearily.After a long time, Huai Shi opened his eyes, got up, picked up his coat from the chair, and put it on. He checked the trigger, gun body, and magazine of the astronomical club's issued pistol, and stuffed it into the concealed waist holster.

Finally, he picked up the sacrificial knife on the table and hung it on the buckle of his belt.

"Let me borrow it for a while."

Huai Shi pulled up the zipper of his jacket, "I'll be back soon."

"Alright."

Crow waved his wings, "Have a smooth journey."

As he was about to leave, Huai Shi's footsteps paused, and he saw the envelope on the table.

"What's that?"

"Oh, that." Crow glanced at it, "Someone came by at noon, but didn't come in. They just put this thing in the mailbox outside. I think it should be for you."

Huai Shi picked up the envelope and shook it. It seemed to contain some iron piece with some weight.

After opening the envelope, a key slid out and fell into Huai Shi's palm.

A brass-colored key, a bit old, didn't look like it was for opening a burglar-proof door or any valuable item like a safe. It was just the type of cheap lock that could be seen everywhere.

That faint weight was so familiar, Huai Shi almost remembered the position of each tooth on it.

It was the key to his piano room.

"Fu Yi?"

The person who would send this key was probably her, right? After all, abusing the power of the student council to look up a student's home address was quite her style.

What did it mean?

Huai Shi looked at the key and suddenly felt like laughing, "Skipping class again, huh, that guy..."

He thought for a moment and hung it back on the keychain in his pocket.

Never before had he been so sure that this abrupt vacation would come to an end.

His life would start again, return to that room of his own, and once again begin practicing the piano, slacking off, and imagining a happy future.

Returning to his own sick friends club.

"Thank you."

He sent Fu Yi a WeChat message, and after a while, she sent back an emoji. It was a picture of Huai Shi hesitating in front of the prostitution club, with two sparkling, colorful words on it.

- Go for it!

"So, it turns out you're the one who started sending me emojis?"

He didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh.

He turned off the phone screen and pushed open the door.

Huai Shi set off.