my dream adventure

Chapter 407 The Butterfly Effect (173)

But she is very clear that most of the companies are heavily in debt, including her Siyu Group. In the years when Hu Siyu, a big moth, has been tossing around, their company's performance is just a beautiful but fragile company. Pearl, she is alone, she is almost 40 years old, how long can she sit in this position alone, every time she thinks of this, she feels powerless in her heart.

That is the powerlessness of reality, the powerlessness of the future.

This kind of powerlessness made her eager to get rid of all the burdens on her body, maybe that would be the relief.

"Zhuge, if you are not satisfied, what else do you need? We will try our best to satisfy you. Anyway, you are also my old friend, so I will not be so unfeeling." When Su Jie spoke, he tilted his head. Erlang legs.

He looked at the other party with a smile, as if he had a chance to win.

Zhuge Jinyu got up, walked to the computer, and then whispered something to the screen, "You must be looking at me now, then you should take a good look at how I broke free from my own destiny."

She spoke to the screen, as if she knew that Lin Yuan was quietly watching her absurd behavior from the other side of the camera.

She picked up the pistol on the keyboard with her hands behind her back, walked right in front of Su Jie, showed a sad smile, then raised the pistol when the other party didn't pay attention, and pointed it at him without the slightest hesitation. Hit the bullet.

No one reacted, the bullet had already penetrated Su Jie's skull and came out from the back of his head.

The expression on his face still retained the shock of that moment, but he could no longer say the last words he wanted to say.

Everyone rushed forward and overwhelmed Zhuge Jinyu. Lin Yuan silently turned off the camera of her computer, leaving all the records and data of their chats in her computer completely clear, lest when the police investigate, they will not be able to tell the truth. He became suspicious.

Afterwards, he slowly put his hands on the desk, resting his chin between the tiger's mouth, feeling a little mixed in his heart, but he couldn't explain why.

"Although they are virtual characters in the dream, they can still struggle hard for their own destiny. This is very remarkable."

Lin Yuan said helplessly.

He doesn't want to care about Zhuge Jinyu's fate anymore. Since she has chosen such a path, this is not self-defense, nor can it be called a criminal activity carried out by a mental patient under the condition of insanity. Her every move , are all made by a human being with a normal IQ.

It would probably be most accurate to call it a vendetta.

Lin Yuan took off the mask on his face. He went to the toilet to wash his face to make himself sober, looked at himself in the mirror, and fell into a brief silence.

He has been Muyuan for too long, and until now, he seems to be slowly integrating into Muyuan's role setting.

"A person who can achieve such a level, for her family, for her hard work to the present company, for her own self-worth, she spent 20 years running the business, but at the last moment, she put what she created Everything was destroyed, even her own life was destroyed, she only spent the rest of her life in prison, but she thought she had broken free from the shackles of fate?"

Lin Yuan didn't seem to understand.

But when he substituted into Zhuge Jinyu's position, he seemed to understand a little bit the pain she was facing.

The skyscraper she carefully cultivated and built turned into a prison for her own confinement, a cage, a tight cage, which annihilated all her possibilities, leaving only the step-by-step, hard A life regulated by rules.

Why can't she break free from this bondage and find her true self?

What Zhuge Jinyu is facing is exactly a kind of breakthrough, the joy of breaking free she expects to obtain, and the possibility of more lives.

Although this kind of breaking free is just to fall into another layer of bondage.

In the next 20 or even 30 years, maybe she can only spend it in prison.

"What a pity. The so-called liberation is just a new bondage. If this is the case, what is the meaning of this liberation?"

He asked himself in the mirror, but got no response, so he fell into silence.

Leaving the teacher's apartment, he put on neat clothes and walked aimlessly on the street, but he saw the photo studio at the school gate, and the black pupil hadn't left yet.

At the counter, the little white rabbit is still warmly receiving guests. If nothing else, Hei Tong is still continuing his process of collecting truth, goodness and beauty.

The reason is that one day he can stand in front of the so-called main god and have a face-to-face duel with her. Maybe the so-called duel is only a moment, or even less than a few seconds, and he will go Do.

Even if he died in front of that, maybe Heitong would have no regrets.

Everyone has their own persistence in their hearts, and the light that they want to protect. Even the dark ones are looking forward to the arrival of the light, and even the sun is looking forward to the day when Lin Yuan can stand Where he can't see, to fight against the so-called darkness that they were unable to fight.

"Is it really okay to put expectations on other people? I'm not a great sage. I have no ability and can't bring you light."

He smiled slightly, lowered his head, and left the photo studio without opening the door. He put his hands in his pockets and left the block.

Afterwards, he walked to the hospital where Hu Die was, stood at the foot of the hospital and looked down at this place. People's pain and hope are entrenched here, but not everyone can get out of this white place.

"I don't know, how is Aunt Yuan now? Is her operation over?"

Lin Yuan muttered.

At this time, a blond man in a pink suit suddenly appeared at the door. He stood there, thinking about something, and seemed very confused.

He noticed Lin Yuan's probing eyes, and he walked over with a smile. His smile was very contagious, and Lin Yuan shook hands with the other party unconsciously.

"Oh, young man, I'm sorry to ask you something." When he spoke, his tone was very funny.

His age and appearance are much younger than Lin Yuan, about 20 years old, but it is a bit embarrassing to call Lin Yuan a young man.

However, the affinity of the man in the suit is astonishing, and Lin Yuan is unknowingly led by him.

(End of this chapter)