Chapter 338

Master gently stroked why not back, Qin Guanglin did not speak, let her vent emotions.

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he put himself in that position.

When he thought about why not leave, he felt a little pain in his heart.

How to survive in the next few decades?

He doesn't blame it.

The daughter is born again.

Past scenes flash in my mind. Why not knock her forehead red in Zhongnan, her thin back with a knife in the recorder, and smile at first sight

Now I understand why she can't sleep at night and why she took those pills.

"When you have done what you should do and what you should work hard, then you can pray to the gods and pray to the ethereal gods."

"There is a saying that it is man who makes plans and heaven who makes things happen. If a man has done all that he should do and wants to go further, he can only choose to pray to God and Buddha. Even if he can only increase the possibility of success, he can't let it go. He must be perfect."

"As long as it is possible to add a glimmer of hope, you can't let it go, can you?"

Soft words reverberate in the heart, Qin Guanglin understood everything.

It's getting dark.

On the edge of the cliff, which is more than 3000 meters high, the night wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it also gives people a sense of coolness in midsummer. Why don't the voice get smaller and smaller? Qin Guanglin's arms are tightly around her.

"Go back."

"Sit down a little longer."

Why don't you sniff, raise your head from Qin Guanglin's arms and squeeze out a smile at him, "now we can start over. It's good."

"Yes, that's good."

Qin Guanglin nodded, then sighed, "but I'd rather be me. You've taken too much. "

"Now the result is good, isn't it?" Why not ask, "everything is facing..."

Before he finished, he was covered by Qin Guanglin.

"No flags."

“……”

"We will work together." Qin Guanglin moved his hand, gave her a kiss on the forehead, and said seriously, "I'm 100 years old, you're 98 years old, just right."

"Well, just right."

The wind on the top of the mountain stirs her hair. Qin Guanglin helps her to tidy it up. He sits on the ground and holds her. He turns his head and looks at the huge Buddha statue in the center. After a while, he feels why he shrinks in his arms. He estimates that she is a little cold by the wind and suggests again: "go back."

"Well." Why don't you refuse again? Looking at the neon hotel in the distance, you stretch out your hand and want to stand up, but you lean against Qin Guanglin again.

"I can't get up after sitting for a long time."

"I'll pull you."

From sitting in the afternoon till now, Qin Guanglin also felt that his legs and feet were numb. He stood up, stamped his feet, bent down to help him up, and looked back at the dark cliff space. A subtle feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

This is the answer that I have been searching for for for so long.

"Why..."

Qin Guanglin took him for a few steps, opened his mouth and closed it. He thought about how to express himself. Facing his puzzled eyes, he pondered for a moment and said, "why do you feel Ordinary? "

That strange sense of contradiction was finally found out by him.

Yes, for ordinary people, why not be regarded as a winner in life? He can write novels to make money while doing his favorite job. He is also an excellent husband.

But for time travelers, she's too normal.

I still remember the first time I saw a movie. Although Charlotte on the screen was artistically processed, she could easily get money or power, but in reality, if there were such people, it would not be very difficult to get that kind of status.

Why don't you think about it and ask, "what's so unusual?"

"Er..."

Qin Guanglin stuck his finger in the distance and said, "look at those movies and literary works like you, which have to do a great job."

"Have you noticed that whether it's film and TV works or literary works, the final result is almost not good." Why don't you shrug your shoulders and continue to add: "I mean serious literature. That kind of excessive YY is not counted. There are too many loopholes."

"Butterfly effect?"

"Yes."

"No one has ever been like you. Who knows if it's true or false? The tragedy of serious literature is just for the sake of profundity, and it's not reliable. Why don't you try? "

"Dare I try?"

Qin Guanglin's steps suddenly stopped.

Dare you try?

Now that two people are talking here, it's all said.

"I won't try even if it's possible." Why don't you turn your head to him and say, "I know what happiness is like, so as long as you walk carefully and step by step, you can get everything. Why gamble on chance?——And my biggest advantage is to know everything. If I mess things up now, all my advantages will be gone, and I will become the same as you Do you understand now? "

"Half understood." Qin Guanglin nodded, took her hand and unconsciously clenched it.

He didn't know what it was like.

If you change for yourself and know everything in the future, will you be willing to accompany her and live a common pyrotechnic life?

Qin Guanglin can't figure out the answer to this question.

What does the prophet mean? Why don't you not understand, but you still choose to live with him in the rental house on Nanfei road. You are scared and yelled by cockroaches.

Is it really worth it?

The idea came out of my heart irresistibly.

They walk on the Golden Summit of Emei in the moonlight. The stars are shining all over the sky, just like the inverted glass jade bowl. Why don't they slow down, shake his hand and ask, "which half?"

"I should be an artist." Qin Guanglin sighed, "you've always wanted to straighten me out on the road of being an artist, and then you always urged me to resign - in other words, this should be the butterfly effect, right?"

"That's right."

"It doesn't matter whether we are artists or not. We're doing very well now. It's just that everything goes according to the original way. I'm not very likely..."

He didn't finish what he said. I believe he can understand what he meant.

Why don't you really understand what he meant? He lowered his head to think. Qin Guanglin didn't worry. He stood in the same place and didn't lead her forward. He just watched her quietly and waited for her to speak.

It's about his own life and the happiness of both. He needs to know what's wrong with his thoughts and plans.

"The disturbing plot can't be controlled."

Why don't you speak softly.

"If this is a movie, you know the main character will die in the end, but you have a chance to change the plot with the progress bar."

She pondered, as if wondering whether her metaphor was appropriate Do you choose to disturb the plot at the beginning of the movie and let it completely collapse and get out of control?

or pull the progress bar to the last moment and get stuck to save the protagonist when he is in danger? "

"Precision strike."

Qin Guanglin nodded to show that he understood.

The more stable the details are, the easier it is to achieve the goal. Besides the worry about the butterfly effect, there is also her idea of seeking stability. The combination of the two eventually contributed to the present situation.

In another ten years, her biggest bug in the world will disappear in silence, and will not make waves.

"Regret it?"

Knowing everything, Qin Guanglin hesitated for a moment and asked.

Why not Leng Leng, for a moment did not understand what he was saying, subconsciously asked: "regret what?"

"Ordinary small day, I also everyday that what you." Qin Guanglin pretends to be relaxed.

"Less then." Why don't you turn your lips, look up at the night sky and say, "do you know the eternal theme of time travel?"

"Well What is it? "

"To make up for regret, everything in life, if it can be repeated, will be better - almost everyone thinks so."

Why don't you follow Qin Guanglin's steps and walk forward slowly, holding his solid arm, looking at him askew and asking, "isn't it?"

"Well It seems to be

Qin Guanglin has to admit that the biggest advantage of this is to repeat all the things he has done wrong.

One more time, it must be more perfect.

"I was very happy in those years. You didn't leave me any regrets except yourself."

"My only regret is you."

Two gentle words, let Qin Guang Linton in place.

"Do you think I'll regret it?"

Under the starlight, why don't you raise your face? The eyes just cried are still with a trace of unnatural redness. The voice is not as clear as usual, with a little hoarse.

In the summer of this year, the stars are bright and the moon is silver. Qin Guanglin and why not join hands and stand at the foot of the huge statue in the center of Jinding. The breeze blows from his side and goes to the distant cliff and mountain, just like a sigh in his ear.

For why not stubborn, he finally had a complete understanding, accidentally was fascinated by the wind, forced to blink a few eyes, hard to hold her in his arms.