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The chance encounter made Qianli not only change the lucky lottery, but also gave Dazai Osamu the New Year postcard that he brought just in case.

By the time she went back, Oda Saku and the children had already tied the signatures with [魔] to the branches.

Qianli smiled lightly and tied the [big murderer] he had just acquired to a branch, and the family wandered around the shrine for a while before returning home.

On the second day, an unsurprising guest came to the house.

"Yo-"

Gojo Satoru, who rarely left the main entrance, greeted the parent, Oda Sakunosuke, and took Chisato away directly.

"So what are we going to do?"

He and Gojo Satoru were on the stairs going downstairs again, Chisato looked up at each other suspiciously.

"I thought Wutiao...jun, you would come and leave just like last time."

And the last time he didn't come so early, this time he came on the second day of the new year and took her away directly.

"'Jun' was removed, because I suddenly remembered something, and it's not interesting to stay at home during the Chinese New Year."

Thinking of the old man in the family, Gojo Satoru curled his lips.

"And there are other guys who insist on me giving you this."

As he said that, Gojo Satoru took out a postcard from somewhere, and handed it to Chisato quite casually.

"Here, the principal wrote it."

"headmaster……"

Qianli recalled the uncle who was so excited to ask for his autograph in the high school of conjuration, and vaguely remembered the other party's name.

"Mr. Night Moth Zhengdao?"

"Yeah, but you don't have to, I don't want to face the other side's nagging, and I didn't come here for him."

As Gojo Satoru said, the two of them had already come outside. He bent down, raised his hand to hold Qianli's shoulder, his eyes behind the sunglasses were bent, and his voice was deliberately lowered with a more obvious magnetism.

"Attention, I'm about to start."

"Ugh?"

He was taken aback for a thousand miles, and was immediately taken away by the other party.After a while, she was taken by Gojo Satoru to a very lively place while still holding the postcard.

The steps made of stone slabs are full of familiar decorations, and even the language is Chinese, which she has been familiar with for a long time.

"China... Street?"

Qianli raised his head blankly and murmured the name of this place, unable to recover for a long time.

Why was he brought here suddenly?She subconsciously ignored the place she never thought she would come to before, but now she has arrived directly!

"Yeah, aren't you a flower grower?"

Gojo Wu raised his eyebrows, and led Qianli's hand in without hesitation.

"Although it's the Spring Festival in Japan, but the Spring Festival, I checked, and it's different from what you eat here in Japan."

Chinatown, a scene in Yokohama, you can definitely go here for things about planting flowers.

As she went deeper, various decorations and storefronts on both sides of the street also appeared in the clairvoyant's eyes, so familiar that she almost felt sour, and even the aroma wafting from some stores had a nostalgic taste.

As if she couldn't see enough, she looked around dazzledly, but gradually, she fell silent again.

The style is indeed like that, and it even looks more traditional, which is very familiar, but also strange.

It wasn't until sitting in an antique shop with Gojo Satoru that Qianli came back from this burst of thoughts.

"I really didn't expect five..."

Thinking of what the other party said before coming here, Qianli swallowed the "jun" that was about to blurt out, and jumped to the next paragraph.

"I didn't expect you to bring me here."

At present, only the other party knows that she is a flower grower, because the others did not ask, and she generally does not specifically emphasize such things.When I haven't talked about this part of the matter, I suddenly say that I am a flower grower without beginning and end, which can really make people feel embarrassed.

So no one knew about it, but she really didn't expect Wujo Satoru to take her to such a place, so she still had dinner.

"In no mood?"

Gojo Satoru put the teacup aside, and looked at Chisato who was sitting across from him.

"It is estimated that no one will bring you here except me."

He was sure that not many people knew that Qianli was a flower grower, not even that Oda Sakunosuke.

"Something real..."

Qianli sighed and fell silent again.She stared down at the patterns on the wooden table for a long time, until the soreness in her eyes made her blink uncontrollably, then she whispered.

"Well, actually I..."

She clenched her cuffs tightly with her hands under the table, and her voice was so complicated that she couldn't tell what kind of emotions were mixed.

She still admitted this statement with calmness and a little unwillingness.

"I really do."

It can be said that she never left the city where she was born too far in her previous life, and even the occasional "tourism" would not last too long.

So much so that she was more afraid, and even the first time she came into contact with things about planting flowers here, it turned out to be brought here by the other party today.

"To be honest, this place is not what I imagined."

As if she had opened up a chatterbox, Qianli chattered about her discoveries along the way, some of which were even very jumpy, very much like her current chaotic mood.

"This is my first time in Chinatown, and I saw a lot of interesting shops along the way. Speaking of which, there are many Chinese and Japanese mixed signs, but this is Japan, and it's a normal thing."

After all, there is no need for a "Chinatown" in China, so it is really novel.

"Peking duck is really famous. It seems that such a restaurant is indispensable in many places. Although I heard about it, I did see one just now."

"A lot of characters are in traditional Chinese characters, it's very complicated to read, but there's nothing I can do about it."

After all, there is no need for a "Chinatown" in China, so it is really novel to see this kind of place abroad.

She muttered for several paragraphs, Gojo Satoru didn't make a sound, just listened to her almost coherent words so quietly.

After a while, the waitress put a plate of dumplings on the table, and the rising mist made Qianli's voice instantly stuck in his throat.

——I miss you so much.

——I miss you so much.

want to... go back to...

Suddenly aware of the "dangerous" thought, Qianli immediately stopped his thinking and went deep, interrupted this thought by himself, buried it in the ground, and threw it into the abyss.

Only this, she can't think about now, because she has very important things to do.

The hazy mist blurred her vision, she blinked, but couldn't make the blur clear, she could only look up at Gojo Satoru.

Then, she said a word of thanks.

"Thank you, five."

If it wasn't for the other party, she might never have had the courage to set foot on a similar place, and she wouldn't have such a clear feeling now.

So sure enough, it's better not to come again in the future.

Through some white mist, those golden eyes overflowed with a layer of watery light visible to the naked eye, but the owner of the eyes didn't realize this at all, and even bent his eyebrows, revealing a warmth that was completely opposite to the eyes smile.

Even the voice could not be more sincere.

"thank you very much."

It was rare for Gojo Satoru to feel restless.

The person on the opposite side always does things that make people want to hit her on the head hard, but because of certain things, people can't really do it.

In the end, Gojo Satoru pushed the plate towards Qianli and averted his gaze.

"Eat yours."

"……Oh."

Not caring about Wujo Wu's reply, Qian Li'an quietly ate the first dumpling since coming here, and even ate more than half of his usual meal.

If it wasn't really too much stuffing, she might really continue to eat... No, she can!

"I think I could have another one."

Qianli stared at the remaining food reluctantly, stretched out his index finger tremblingly, made a 1, and convinced himself in his mouth.

"Well, it should be fine!"

"No, you can't."

Gojo Satoru pushed the plate far away without hesitation, stopping Chisato from wanting the last one.

"But……"

Qianli rubbed his stomach and tried to struggle again, with a sincere smile on his face.

"I really……"

"You really can't."

Gojo Satoru had already stood up, resting his index finger on Chisato's forehead, like a big cat pushing the head of a kitten trying to steal snacks with its paws, without any mercy in his words.

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, stop for me."

Qianli: "..."

How could it be such an exaggeration...

In the end, Qianli stopped thinking about eating the last one, and sat down on the chair obediently.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand when he saw this, but the man bent down and got closer.

The clear sky meets the scattered glaciers, and the existence of similar colors cannot be blended together. Through a thin layer of black lenses, gold and blue stare at each other, with an inexplicable feeling.

Is similar, but also different.

Gojo Satoru stared at Qianli for a long time, then suddenly chuckled and sighed.

"If it's just that, it's actually not bad."

"Ok?"

Qianli looked at the other party blankly, puzzled by the endless words.

"What's so good?"

"It's nothing."

Gojo Satoru sat back in his chair at this time, and spoke meaningfully.

"That's not what a good boy should know~"

For her, she never found out, maybe it was a kind of luck?

……

This year passed quite smoothly, and after this period of time, Qianli devoted himself to the writing of new novels again.

Even if she wanted to write faster, this kind of traditional novel that required repeated revisions would not speed up much, and it took another two months to actually write it.

As soon as he finished writing, Chisato printed it out and gave it to Sakunosuke Oda.

"The new book is finished?"

Oda Sakunosuke took over the thick stack of manuscripts brought by Chisato, on which the words "Fate" carried Chisato's usual style.

"Is there a story about fate this time?"

Predestination, by referring to the fate of being born, can be used for everything.But most of the time, what this word represents is the kind of meaning that is more pessimistic.

Could it be...

Oda Sakunosuke stared at these two words and couldn't help thinking.

This time the protagonist is also... well, dead?

"Because it feels like this kind of name is easier to describe?"

Qianli glanced at the name on the draft paper, and answered honestly.

"At first I thought about reincarnation, but it was a little different from the content, so in the end I used fate."

After all, reincarnation describes reincarnation, and the protagonist of her book has not yet reached the point of reincarnation, but can only go back to the past.

"Anyway, Odasaku, watch it first, and then tell me what you think."

The most important thing is that the theme is clear. When the book is finished, send another copy to Dazai, let him know the theme of this book too!

When the time comes while waiting for the mimic, if inspiration suddenly strikes, it will be a life-saving thing!

Although he felt that the theme was successfully expressed this time, Qianli felt a little worried when he thought of the misunderstood things in the previous books.

The words are so obvious, the protagonist is either on the way to save a friend or travel back to save a friend, it should be easy to see.

Thinking of this, Qianli felt a little more at ease.

After a few days, after guessing that Sakunosuke Oda had finished reading the content, she began to ask questions with great anticipation.

"Odasaku, have you finished watching?"

"It's over."

Oda Sakunosuke, who had stayed up all night reading the book as early as the day it was handed over to him, was quite used to this matter. Without blushing and heartbeat, he sat upright on the sofa and sat down on the sofa with a gesture of long talk, saying: own feelings.

"The content of this book is something I never thought of, no, it should be said that most people have never thought of it. The content of 'going back to the past' in it can be said to be very novel, especially..."

Having said that, Odasaku paused.

Going back to the past, many people may have thought about such a thing, but he has only read Qianli to actually write it out and use it in such a story.

Normally, "going back to the past" usually means making up for regrets, but this book has written a completely different answer.

He was sure that if Qianli hadn't written it like this, even he himself would have a positive attitude towards things like "going back to the past". He never thought that the so-called "changing history" would cause so many Things, even if only a little bit of a small change.

Obviously it can be said to represent hope and miracle, but in the whole article, it is the beginning and culprit of despair.

Thinking of this, Oda Sakunosuke sighed inwardly, and said the rest.

"Especially if you go back to the past more than once, if the protagonist didn't obtain and use this ability at the beginning, then the protagonist's friends will not die, and the protagonist will not keep going back to the past for this matter."

But this is an unavoidable thing. Who would want to give it a try after possessing the ability to go back in time?

"In the whole article, the protagonist goes back to the past countless times to try to prevent the death of his friend, but he has never succeeded. It seems that this matter has become a predetermined fate. As long as the time comes, the friend will die."

——Like fate.

So it can be seen how appropriate the title of this novel "Fate" is.

Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help sighing.

"Everything is like fate."

Endless backtracking, repeated efforts, but still failed.

Chisato listened quietly to Oda Sakunosuke's thoughts, but secretly worried.

Don't tell me it's gone?She has such a big theme in it, but the protagonist succeeded in the end!

Qianli couldn't help asking.

"What's next? Anything else?"

The ending!ending!

"Afterwards... I don't know what kind of ending to say. The protagonist succeeded in the end, it should be the achievement of breaking the fate."

Oda Sakunosuke spoke again, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Normally speaking, the fulfillment of the protagonist's wish should be something to be happy about, but the price paid in this article is the protagonist himself, and even the protagonist himself failed because he kept going back to the past. This last success , on the contrary, it makes people feel indescribable..."

To sum it up, it is probably "difficult to calm down", right?

"But no matter what, the protagonist's wish has been fulfilled. Although the method is... well, tragic, but if you look at it from this aspect, the ending is also..."

Speaking of this, Oda Sakunosuke couldn't help but stopped again.

Sure enough, I still feel uneasy, but under the same conditions, there is no better answer than this.

"I can only say that this "Fate" is really beyond my imagination, and it is definitely not inferior to "Dark Tide"."

"……Oh."

Sensato looked at Oda Sakunosuke expressionlessly and did not forget to brag to himself, only to feel his eyes go dark.

So you've been talking for so long, with so many thoughts, but you haven't said anything about my gist?

Is it possible that this book failed?

"Thousands of miles?"

Seeing Sennichi's complexion, Oda Sakunosuke asked hesitantly.

"Is it because I don't feel anything?"

It looks very tangled.

"Then what, Odasaku."

Qianli took a deep breath and spoke seriously.

"Aside from fate or something, don't you see anything else?"

Thousands of miles are very close to hints.

"Think about the ending, the protagonist has fulfilled his long-cherished wish, isn't he very happy?"

So it is salvation!It's to save a friend!Although there is a bit of fate that is really annoying, but saving is the most important thing!

Yes, save, save, ah! (shock——)

In Chisato's expectant eyes, Oda Sakunosuke followed Chisato's words and thought for a while, only to feel that something was not quite right.

"Qianli, do you think the protagonist... is very happy?"

He observed Qianli's expression, and a certain feeling gradually expanded.

It is true that the protagonist cannot say that he is not happy, but in the same way, the repeated retracing makes the protagonist exhausted physically and mentally. If it is not for the protagonist's own tenacity, and the goal that is supporting him to move forward, the protagonist may have given up long ago, or fell to the ground. on the road.

But it can't hide the exhaustion of the protagonist, even more spiritual.

Rather than saying it was joy, he felt that relief was the most suitable.

Finally achieved the goal, finally saved the friend, finally didn't have to repeat this over and over again backtracking.

This countless times of backtracking has exhausted him, even if he is made to be like before again, he will not be able to go back no matter what.

"Of course the protagonist is happy!"

Chisato, who was totally ignorant of Oda Sakunosuke's psychology, answered firmly, not forgetting to hint that the pronunciation of certain words was accentuated.

"You see, although the protagonist's process of 'reaching the goal' is difficult, he finally achieved the goal. The feeling that he has no regrets even though he died. For the sake of his friends, even if he dies in the end, he is still 'willingly'."

If it weren't for the fact that the world's consciousness is getting stricter and stricter, she would have spoken out the gist long ago!

"So the protagonist is of course happy! How can he be unhappy after he has accomplished his goal?"

So, save friends!Save friends!Save friends!

Is what I wrote really so unobvious?

There was still a trace of tension in the golden eyes, as if he was afraid that he would feel something was wrong. Besides, more expectations filled those eyes.

But Oda Sakunosuke just felt speechless.

She is serious, and firmly believes that the protagonist is indeed happy, even if the ending is like that, as long as it succeeds, it will be the end of all hardships, and it seems that the protagonist himself is not worth mentioning.

Not only does it look wrong, but what is implied is wrong.

—does not take oneself seriously.

And this is also the characteristic of Qianli. From the very beginning when he met each other, he saw it clearly, and he felt it even more in the next relationship.

but……

Many thoughts flashed through Oda Sakunosuke's head, but he didn't really say it.

"Happiness... indeed there is."

He suggested softly.

"But there will be others. Maybe we can let other people take a look, so that there will be many different feelings."

So I still don't see it...

Qianli was a little disappointed, but soon cheered up again.

"You can ask Mr. Dazai and Mr. Ango to take a look, maybe they will have other ideas?"

Especially Dazai, this is a special reminder for you, you must work harder!You are a script team, and you are famous for your insight into people's hearts. If you can't even understand the gist of a book, you can quit the group!

In the end, Qianli quickly copied a few copies and sent them to Asakawa Hayato, and asked him to give himself a few more copies after printing the book.

Asakawa finished watching Qianli's "Fate" conscientiously on the same day, and played with the editor-in-chief for a long time in the office the next day.

The operation started around the new book, and the latest printed copies were also sent to Chisato, Chisato backhanded Oda Sakunosuke and asked him to give it to Dazai and Sakaguchi Ango.

Well, Ango Sakaguchi is incidental, mainly Osamu Dazai.

Ango Sakaguchi:? ? ?

It is rare that the place where the three of them meet this time is Ango Sakaguchi's office, which is not his favorite place for the busy social animal Ango Sakaguchi.

In the final analysis, he was afraid that Dazai would sneak around Mr. Oda and cause damage to him.

But this time is different.

"So this is Teacher Qianli's new book!"

With what happened last time, this time it is not surprising, but

"The last time a book was published was in October, right? It's only the end of March now, not even half a year."

Even if I only rest for one month, that is only four months. Think about it, many other writers only publish a book in half a year or more than a year.Even the fast ones that publish books on a quarterly basis are rarely listed as classics.

In many cases, the time and precipitation of a book are extremely important, and most works take a long time to polish.

Therefore, a writer like Qianli who has published a book or even a masterpiece in less than a few months is really amazing, or it can be said that he has worked hard, which is really worrying.

Ango Sakaguchi couldn't help asking.

"Is this speed really okay?"

Writing a book consumes so much brain cells, so the rest time is too little, right?

"So far, there is no problem."

Oda Sakunosuke recalled that although Chisato wrote every day, his three meals and rest schedules were still regular, and he was relieved about this.

"Although I also think that her rest time is relatively short, Qianli must have her own reasons."

And she didn't care about her body, so why should she stop it?

"Maybe?"

Ango Sakaguchi picked up the book on the table, the words "Fate" on the cover were particularly eye-catching.The cover is a desolate courtyard, but it is shrouded in bright sunlight, which makes the picture full of inexplicable vitality.

""Fate"?"

Ango Sakaguchi read these two words softly, expressing his first impression.

"Sounds like a bad feeling. Of course, it doesn't mean that the novel will be bad."

After all, thinking about Sensato’s previous articles, he felt that he had to be prepared to understand deeply and pay attention to what kind of topics the Japanese people would quarrel over.

He looked at his two friends.

"Have you and Dazai finished watching?"

"Not yet."

It was Osamu Dazai who answered him.

"I just received it too, which is a pity."

Saying that, Osamu Dazai showed a regretful smile openly.

"Otherwise, Ango would be able to be arranged...ah, it is to let Ango work to his heart's content. What a pity."

Sakaguchi Ango: "..."

I hear you, what you want to say is rule it out!Definitely rule it out! ! !