At first, he was at a loss, then stunned, and then shocked.
"What the hell?"
Huai Shi jumped up in fright and leaned over to look at the birds-eye view in the basin, distinguishing the appearance of a decadent factory in the suburbs.
Unbelievable.
"Wang Hai is here?"
"Yes." Crow asked, "It's just a watermarking method that marks and traces through the branching ink. Is there anything incredible about it?"
Huai Shi's eyes widened. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"
"But you didn't ask."
Crow looked at him with a puzzled expression, full of innocence.
Huai Shi couldn't help but want to pick up this damn bird and crush it to death.
"You're clearly a traitor!" He slammed the table angrily. "Look at you, you eat my rice, live in my house, steal my electricity, and use my network. I won't argue with you about this, but you clearly know that this grandson wants to kill me. Why did you hide it from me?"
"Oh?" Crow looked at him curiously. "If I told you earlier, what would you do?"
"Nonsense, of course I would call someone to deal with him!"
"The Astronomy Society? Or the Special Affairs Division? Or both? " Crow laughed strangely. "But, how do you want to explain that they are hiding in that place?"
Huai Shi opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted.
"No, no, no, I'm not talking about the method you used to find his hiding place."
Crow paused and glanced at the reflection in the water. "But, how do you explain why the property that once belonged to your family became the nest of the Purified People?"
"… What the hell?!"
Huai Shi's eyes widened and looked at the basin in astonishment. "You said this place, this thing … belongs to my family?"
"You've really forgotten all about it."
Crow looked at him with pity. "Why do I, an outsider, know more than you? No, it should be said that this is something that can be understood by a little investigation of the property rights. "
"Yes."
She said, "The place where Wang Hai is currently hiding is one of the Huai Clan's cargo transfer warehouses. In other words, the place that belonged to your family more than ten years ago has now become a 'fasting circle' for the Pure People to raise border mutants. "
Following his words, countless old papers flew through the air and landed in front of Huai Shi, forming a neat stack.
"I can understand your confusion and bewilderment, but this is indeed the conclusion drawn from the old files in your home."
Huai Shi silently flipped through the papers, page by page.
These were indeed the things that had been piled up in his family's storeroom. They were dusty, covered in mold, and discarded in some inconspicuous corner.
Forgotten by everyone.
Crow was right. That place used to be one of the Huai Clan's businesses. It was a warehouse used to transfer goods.
"But I don't remember."
Huai Shi sat on the chair blankly and carefully tried to recall. However, there were too many gaps in his childhood memories and too many vague things.
After that high fever, a lot of things were fading away …
But this didn't seem to be something to be surprised about.
Ever since he could remember, his family's businesses seemed to have begun to decline rapidly. Even if his great-grandfather's generation was astonishingly wealthy, all that was left was an old house.
The Huai Clan used to have so many businesses. Even if something happened occasionally, it wouldn't be strange, right?
It was just that they were unlucky.
It was just like how he had always been.
But why did he feel so angry?
"Motherf * cker …"
He cursed softly, but he didn't know what to be angry about.
In the silence, Crow stood on the hilt of her knife and looked at him with pity. The flickering lights elongated her shadow, which fell on the wall and danced like flames.
"Let me give you a second lesson, Huai Shi."
Her voice changed. It wasn't frivolous and playful like before. Instead, it became solemn, like the collision of ice and iron, with a low hum.
"Fate cannot be controlled, but its target is different."
"Fate?"
"Yes, fate." The black bird said, "Some people choose their fate, and some people are deterred by the difficulties and fear they see, and stop moving forward.
They can only wait to be chosen by fate.
Although the latter is not bad, when duckweed in the sea is swept into the storm, how can it be qualified to blame its own luck? "
Huai Shi was silent for a long time, and asked, "Will the former definitely lead to happiness?"
"Who knows?" Crow calmly replied, "Fighting with all your might may not change anything, but at least you can die with dignity, right?"
"… …"
Huai Shi was silent.
"You don't have to hate yourself. After all, you didn't have a choice before, but now everything is different."
Crow said, "If you don't care about the past, you can turn a blind eye and let everything continue to sink in the darkness.
I promise you, you will have a bright future.
But if you really want to know what happened to you, no, to your family, you have to face it yourself. "
After a long silence, Huai Shi couldn't help but want to laugh, "Even if I know, what can it change?"
Nothing could be changed. Nothing would come back.
Just like fate can't change.
Just like the Book of Fate.
The dust had already settled, and the things recorded in it would never change.
Crow looked into his eyes and told him word by word, "But at least you can know why you lost it, right?"
In the dead silence, Huai Shi closed his eyes and sighed tiredly.
After a long, long time, he opened his eyes, got up, picked up his coat from the chair, put it on, and checked the trigger, body, and magazine of the pistol issued by the Astronomy Association, and stuffed the pistol into the concealed holster at his waist.
Finally, he picked up the sacrificial knife on the table and hung it on the buckle of his belt.
"Let me use it first."
Huai Shi zipped up the jacket, "I'll be back soon."
"Okay."
Crow flapped his wings, "Have a safe trip."
Just as she was about to leave, Huai Shi's footsteps paused as she saw the envelope on the table.
"What's that?"
"That." Crow glanced at it, "Someone came by at noon, but didn't come in. They only left this 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 kind of iron plate. It was quite heavy.
After opening the envelope, a key was drawn out and fell into Huai Shi's palm.
It was a brass key. It was quite old. It didn't look like a precious item to open a security door or a safe. It was just the type of cheap lock that could be found everywhere.
The faint weight was so familiar. Huai Shi almost remembered the position of every tooth on it.
It was the key to his piano room.
"Fu Yi?"
She was probably the only person who would send this key over. After all, abusing the power of the Student Council to check 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, that guy …"
He thought about it and hung it back on the key ring in his pocket.
There had never been a moment when he was so sure that this abrupt vacation would end.
His life would start again. Once again, he would return to the room that belonged to him. Once again, he would begin to practice piano, slack off, and imagine the happy times in the future.
He would return to his own ward club.
"Thank you."
He sent a WeChat message to Fu Yi. Not long after, she sent him an emoticon. It was a picture of Huai Shi standing in front of the brothel, hesitating. There were even two colorful words photoshopped on it.
— — Good luck!
"So, the leader who sent me the emoji was you?"
He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
He turned off the phone screen and opened the door.
Huai Shi, it was time to go.
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