On weekends, Yan Qingyue goes home.
Mother Yan made soup for Yan Qingyue. She looked at her daughter who was blowing the soup with her head down for a long time. After choosing her words, she smiled and said, "Qingyue, do you still remember Shi Yan? He was the boy you liked to follow when you were in high school."
“……”No answer was received.
Only then did Yan's mother realize that Yan Qingyue looked absent-minded and didn't hear what she said at all.
She was about to ask what was going on—
“Pah.”
Yan Qingyue's hand trembled, and the spoon fell into the bowl, and the boiling soup immediately splashed on the back of her hand.
Yan's mother was startled and wanted to get some paper to wipe Yan Qingyue, but Yan Qingyue seemed unconscious and stood up from the chair, saying perfunctorily: "Mom, I'm full. I'm going back to my room."
Ignoring the mother's shouting behind him.
Yan Qingyue locked the bedroom door and curled up in the quilt, shivering.
It's not because of the cold that I'm shaking, but because of fear and terror.
——Yan Qingyue has a secret that she has never told anyone.
About four years ago, she saved a girl on her way home from college during the summer vacation. The girl was very weak, had short hair, and a pair of bright eyes. But she was very strange. She always wore a pair of thick gloves even in the hot summer.
One time, Yan Qingyue accidentally took off her gloves and touched her hand.
Yan Qingyue couldn't describe the feeling at that moment. She felt dizzy for a moment, as if she had a dream with many images flashing by.
In her dream, she saw her future self, a miserable self - not only did she have a difficult graduation and a bumpy job, but her husband was also a domestic violence man in sheep's clothing. He would murder her a year after their marriage because he failed to pay off his gambling debts with money.
Yan Qingyue never believed in these unrealistic things.
Just think of it as a nightmare.
When I woke up from the dream, the girl had disappeared.
Yan Qingyue just thought she had gone home and planned to forget about this dream.
But she never expected that soon, all the things she dreamed of were realized step by step invisibly.
Graduation was not smooth and work was bumpy.
Recently, a man who looks exactly like the domestic violence husband in her dream began to pursue her.
A creepy feeling enveloped Yan Qingyue tightly.
It was a prophetic dream.
In other words, she will really die...
…
Yan Qingyue didn't know how to tell her parents and friends about this. She knew that if she told them, they would think she was a lunatic talking nonsense.
I spent the weekend at home in a daze.
When asked by Yan's father about her abnormal condition, Yan Qingyue evaded the question by saying that she was too tired from work. She went to work at the company absent-mindedly, holding her bag. The girl at the front desk smiled at her ambiguously.
"Qingyue, you are so lucky. Zhan Huai is here to bring you a loving breakfast again today."
Yan Qingyue froze in place.
She looked up and saw a man standing in front of her workstation. The man had a decent appearance and a gentle temperament. He waved at Yan Qingyue, then pointed at the breakfast on the table and smiled at her like a gentleman.
Yan Qingyue just felt a chill down her spine.
She couldn't help but feel physically nauseous at the thought that this seemingly gentlemanly and harmless man in front of her would brutally murder her one day.
If she knew nothing and had not had that dream, she would probably be deceived by this sugar-coated bullet over time.
Even more... terrifying.
The way Yan Qingyue looked at the man was as if she had seen something that terrified her. She turned around and ran out.
Yan Qingyue ran for a long, long time until she came to a deserted alley. She squatted against the wall, hugged the bag tightly in her arms, and gasped for breath.
I don’t know how long it took.
A shadow fell in front of her eyes.
Yan Qingyue looked up tremblingly and saw a person, a strange man. He was wearing a pitch-black robe that wrapped his whole body tightly and covered most of his face, leaving only his pale chin exposed. He stared at Yan Qingyue grimly from under the brim of his hat.
Yan Qingyue was so frightened that before she could even scream——
"Do you want to change your fate?"
The man's voice was hoarse and unpleasant, as if it came from dozens of levels of hell.
Yan Qingyue paused.
If it were in the past, she would have thought that this person was a liar, but unfortunately, she met this person at this time.
"You saved my daughter." The man spoke again. He said, "In return, I can help you change your fate."
Yan Qingyue reacted: "That girl with short hair is your daughter...?"
Although the man's entire face could not be seen, he looked very young. How could he have a daughter that old?
Yan Qingyue didn't dare to ask.
The man did not deny Yan Qingyue's words.
"Who are you... Can you really help me change my fate?"
“You can think of me as the god who rules over mankind.” The man said impatiently, “If you don’t believe me, I can leave now.”
"No! I believe it, I believe it!"
It was like the only straw to grasp in a "desperate situation", and Yan Qingyue had to believe it no matter how absurd it was.
"Close your eyes."
The man took a step forward and stretched out his palm. His palm was also pale, not just pale, but pale white, without any trace of blood. He placed his palm in front of Yan Qingyue.
Immediately, Yan Qingyue's consciousness faded and everything in front of her eyes turned dark.
a long time.
Yan Qingyue opened her eyes and looked at the scene in amazement.
How to describe this place.
Like a dream.
right.
Like a dream.
It was like falling into a dreamlike land, with spring-like temperature, blooming flowers and gurgling water.
"See that pond in front of you?"
The voice of the man just now appeared in Yan Qingyue's mind, and Yan Qingyue followed his instructions and looked at a pool.
The water in the pond was extremely clear, so clear that the grass leaves in it seemed to be floating without any support, but there was not a single fish, only countless small balls like halos floating back and forth.
"What are these?" Yan Qingyue asked curiously.
"Luck." The man said, "These are the excess luck of people who have passed away. If you squat down and pick up one at random, you can change the original trajectory of your destiny. You only have two minutes, hurry up."
After saying this, the man's voice disappeared.
Yan Qingyue didn't dare to delay and hurriedly lay down by the pool. She stretched out her hand and touched many of them, but in the end she only fished up one. She carefully put the ball of light into her arms.
When preparing to get up.
Yan Qingyue saw a waterfall connected to the top of the pool. The waterfall was surrounded by a rainbow. In the center there were two flowers, one blue and one pink. The flowers and stems were covered with dew and there was a halo of light around them.
Yan Qingyue thought they were particularly dazzling and beautiful, and was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't tell what kind of flowers they were.
She asked the man in black robe after she came out.
Unexpectedly, the black-robed man reacted strongly: He sternly questioned Yan Qingyue: "You didn't touch them carelessly, did you?!"
"...No." Yan Qingyue lowered her head and asked carefully, "Is that something very important?"
"nonsense!"
"Those are the true -" The man in black robe stopped talking halfway through the first half of his sentence. He snorted coldly, "Anyway, you can't touch it."
…
Yan Qingyue woke up in a hospital bed.
Mother Yan hugged Yan Qingyue and cried, "Qingyue, you finally woke up! You scared your mother to death!"
Yan Qingyue looked around in a daze and asked in confusion: "Mom, why am I in the hospital?"
Yan's father told Yan Qingyue: "Your colleague found you fainted in the alley. Fortunately, the doctor said you are in good health. Qingyue, are you too tired from work recently? Why don't you ask for leave from the company and rest for a while?"
Yan Qingyue dealt with her parents perfunctorily. Now she just wanted to know urgently whether the man in black robe had really appeared and whether her fate had really changed.
Soon, she confirmed it.
The man in black robe did not lie to himself——
Zhan Huai, who pursued himself, was fired and imprisoned for illegally embezzling company funds and was sentenced to a severe punishment.
And then.
It was her boss who informed her of her promotion.
Yan Qingyue couldn't believe it.
Really, it’s all true.
She cried with joy, leaning on the bed, thinking of something, paused, lowered her head, and looked at the inside of her right wrist. There was a faint pink light...