Full-time girlfriend: Why would you work when I am here?

Song Pingqing picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "So, what are you doing here today?"

"I'm here to collect a debt from you." Baimao finally stood up, raised his chin, and said arrogantly, "You interfered with the fate of others, so of course you need to pay the price."

"Well, interfering with other people's fates comes at a price, hence the old saying 'pay your debts, pay your murders'."

Song Pingqing took another sip of tea and changed the subject: "But it's my ability to interfere with her fate. It's none of your business? Huh?"

Baimao's eyes widened: "What did you say???"

It’s ok for her to think about it in her mind, but she really dared to say it out loud? ? ?

White-haired boy (white-bearded old man): It’s really the opposite of Tiangang!!!

"How come you're still so deaf even though you've gotten younger?" Song Pingqing's words were faintly chilling. "I said, interfering with her fate is my ability, what's it got to do with you?"

Damn it, the living expenses and living environment were provided by President Murong, she spoiled the child, she coaxed him when he was unhappy, and she indulged him when he was greedy. What does it have to do with you, old man with a white beard?

It's ridiculous to ask her for the price now.

The white-haired boy was so angry that he was shaking all over, and he looked at Song Pingqing for a long time without being able to speak. However, Song Pingqing seemed to be fine, and drank his tea leisurely.

Really, if he made this expression with the face of an old man with white beard, the lethality might be greater.

Song Pingqing might call an ambulance or something for him.

Forget about the young people. Although they are fragile, they are also difficult to kill.

"You...you are shameless!" Baimao finally managed to utter.

Song Pingqing put down his teacup and looked at her with a half-smile. "I am shameless? I think you are the one who is shameless. Who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to judge me?"

Baimao was furious: "Who do you think dragged you into this world to enjoy happiness? Who gave you the golden finger so that you can meet noble people one after another?"

"If you want to talk about the golden finger, I have to settle the score with you." Song Pingqing simply rolled up his non-existent sleeves, stood up and walked in front of Baimao.

Song Pingqing was tall and fierce, with a cold face, which gave Baimao a strong sense of oppression. Baimao was so scared that he kept moving back on the sofa: "What are you going to do?"

He moved very fast, but Song Pingqing was even faster. He stretched out his hand and slammed the white-haired man's head hard: "I asked you to slam my head! Do you think you can hit the old ancestor's head? Huh?"

Song Pingqing was still not satisfied, so he grabbed Baimao's collar and lifted him up from the sofa. His head popped up one after another, and he said in an angry tone:

"I want to come to this fucking place? Huh? You think I want to come to this rubbish world that doesn't follow any logic?"

"You still have the nerve to say that you dragged me into this world to enjoy happiness? What's the difference between you and a kidnapper?!"

White Hair: Oh no, why didn’t I notice that she became so strong?

Song Pingqing: I just said that practicing Sanda is useful.

Baimao was hit all over the head by her, and finally thought of a solution: "Don't you worry about Murong Xue's future?"

"Don't pretend in front of me. Although I was born not long ago, I can still understand your thoughts to some extent."

"Do you think that as long as you take good care of and protect Murong Xue, she won't follow the old path of being a heroine in abusive novels?"

"I tell you it's impossible!" When Baimao said this, there was already a hint of sadness in his tone.

He still maintained the semi-defensive posture he had just taken, fearing that Song Pingqing would continue to hit him on the head.

However, Song Pingqing stopped moving. Even though his left hand had not yet let go of his collar, there was obvious hesitation in his eyes.

The study became quiet for a moment.

After a long while, Baimao continued, "Even if it's not now, there will still be countless ways in the future, accidents, amnesia, death, etc., all the dramatic things you can think of, to force her to take the established path."

Song Pingqing let go of his hand, walked over to the sofa opposite and sat down again, looking at Baimao with eyes as calm as an ancient well, "The reason."

"Because this world is made up of countless small worlds abandoned by the Creator."

Baimao didn't sit back up, but lay down on the sofa in a dejected posture, looking up at the ceiling: "You have been writing novels all your life, you should know that many people can't persist in writing a story for various reasons and just stop writing."

"But these worlds will not disappear just because the Creator gives up. They gradually blend together, constantly impacting, deriving, and developing from each other."

"In this long process, new worlds will continue to join in."

"Because of the settings left by the Creator, this world is very chaotic. For example, Xie... Jianguo's biological parents would fall into disgust and contempt for their own child for no reason."

"For example, in the previous timeline, Murong would ignore Murong Xue because he lost his wife."

"I can only interfere with the fate of these people by going to other worlds to snatch people." Bai Mao felt quite guilty when he said this. He didn't even dare to look up at Song Pingqing.

Song Pingqing hated this kind of hesitancy when talking about serious matters, so he knocked on the table impatiently: "Go on."

"The first soul I snatched was very ordinary. So ordinary that when I first snatched her, she was almost useless."

Baimao said softly: "So I sealed her memory. She reincarnated many times in this world and finally accumulated enough power to awaken Murong."

Baimao looked at Song Pingqing carefully: "You have seen her too. She once taught you."

"Ruan Niannian?" Among Song Pingqing's teachers, the most legendary and the one who looks most like the protagonist is probably Teacher Ruan.

Her last interview before her death gave rise to many literary works.

"Yes, she replaced a certain character and used that character's golden finger to perfectly write the ending of a story. And at the end of her life, she used her few advantages to influence the fate of another person."

"Is it Shen Ci?"

The answer is actually not difficult to guess. Among this group of people, only the change of the halo on Shen Ci's head was the most abrupt for Song Pingqing.

Baimao nodded:

"The protagonist may lose his aura due to personality problems, and the supporting characters may upgrade their aura due to personality awakening. The change in the color of the arrow you see means this."

"I've had similar guesses before." Song Pingqing poured him another cup of tea, "but I only care about one thing."

Song Pingqing took the opportunity to pass him tea and stared into his eyes: "What should I do to change her future?"

If she can't help everyone, then at least let her help a group of her closest friends in life.

Song Pingqing thought so.

Help this child who knows that she is abnormal but still tries his best to hide it for her.

The least she should do is this.

Bandit newspapers are also good!