Section 10 Every sip and every bite is predestined; the orchid's fruiting must have a reason.
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35 Extra-Boys
My name is Zhao Qiao, and I am a righteous person.
My parents hope that I can grow up to be as strong as a tree, with roots deeply rooted in the soil, and remain unshakable in the face of wind and rain.
I have a firm belief, but there are some things I can't explain.
I was always naughty, and when I was young and ignorant, I did a lot of things that would get my mother beaten. I remember one time, I was planning to jump from the second-floor window sill to the first floor with my friends. But just as I was about to jump, someone suddenly pulled my collar. Then the window broke, and the adults came. As my parents dragged me out, I turned around and looked around in frustration, but I didn't see anyone!
My mother told me that when I was 9 years old, I was riding a bicycle and was hit by a motorcycle on the road. I flew a long distance, but when I got up I was unharmed.
My dad says I'm a tough guy. Every time I get into trouble and he wants to teach me a lesson, the gold bar in his hand breaks after a few hits.
My grandparents said that I was a good child and that I would grow up to be a good and upright person who would benefit society and the people.
I have had no worries about food and clothing since I was a child, and I have younger brothers and sisters. With abundant love, I have become a responsible and loving big brother.
But when I was in middle school, my family and I were traveling and passed by a Taoist temple. The fortune teller who was setting up a stall outside insisted on talking to me. I thought he was trying to cheat me out of money, but he said he didn't accept any money.
They say I'm a person of great fortune, blessed with great karmic connections in past lives, and protected by those in heaven and on earth. But I'm only here in this human world to gain experience, and am destined to be a child.
I thought the fortune teller was going to start telling me how much money I should spend to buy his things so that I could have a safe and smooth life for the rest of my life.
In the end, the other party just gave me a red rope bracelet with a Bodhi flower on it and didn't charge me any money.
My parents don't believe this, but they are also a little worried.
After all, I have always aspired to be a good policeman since I was a child. Although I am strong and have always been lucky, they are still worried that I will encounter some accidents when I go out on missions in the future.
However, I am not too worried, because life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are in the hands of God.
I have enjoyed myself for so many years, what's wrong with me making some down-to-earth contributions in the future?
I grew up safely until I was 18 and became an adult, and nothing strange happened.
I told you, feudal superstition.
Even if I took the red string off, I could still see it in plain sight the next day. Maybe it was put there by my grandparents, or maybe it was the dog at home reminding me.
The older generation is actually still a little worried about the fortune teller. My grandparents secretly found a reliable person to tell the fortune several times without my parents' knowledge. In the end, they just called me and told me to wear the red rope and try not to take it off.
Everything went well during my four years in college.
I'm not afraid of the dark, and training at night feels like being home. My roommates, who admire me, call me "Zhao Dadan." Because I've never been in trouble, my friends complain that I have such a strong aura of materialism that even ghosts are afraid to get close.
Who knows? Hehe.
The red rope on my wrist is sometimes worn and sometimes not. When others ask me about it, I say it is from the elders in my family to ensure safety.
But sometimes it is really inconvenient to wear it during training, and after graduation and being assigned a job, I will not wear it most of the time when it is inconvenient.
I have always been the best performer in the school in recent years, and I am most willing to work at the grassroots level and on the front line.
I've faced some of the most vicious criminals, and I've been able to intimidate them better than anyone else, conduct interrogations more smoothly, and solve cases with divine intervention.
I feel that this is my mission in life.
Fight for justice for the good guys and bring the bad guys to justice.
I asked my family not to interfere with my work arrangements and resolutely applied for a transfer to a more dangerous job.
What I have done is limited and not enough, and there are people who need my help more.
Over the years, people have been introducing me to potential partners, but I just feel that life is too short and my energy is limited.
If I get married and have children, I will feel sorry for my wife who has to stay alone at home and sacrifice for the family, and my children who will not be able to get my care during their growth. They can only wait for me, miss me, worry about me and tremble with fear for me forever.
Because in a small family, I will become the pillar. If I sacrifice myself to solve the case, it will be the family that I have built with my own hands that will be destroyed.
That's so cruel.
Others say that I am inhuman when I am busy at work, but I am not lonely. I often talk to myself because I don’t want other things to interfere with me from handling one case after another.
I have received abundant love since I was a child, and I have already achieved emotional fulfillment and don't need to worry about anything else.
Perhaps, this is why they think I am so perfect that I am not human. I have no weaknesses, I am just a sharp blade, coldly and ruthlessly cutting through the darkness.
When I was 32, I was on a covert mission.
To be on the safe side, I did not wear a conspicuous red rope. While rescuing one victim after another from the den, I was unfortunately shot and killed.
The decade-long legend has come to an end. They said I worked too hard, but I just felt like I was racing against time, trying my best to do more in a limited time.
My parents have passed away when I was young, but fortunately they still have younger brothers and sisters to support each other. As for those who have passed away, let them be buried in the soil and forgotten by time.
Many people came to pay tribute to me, and my soul, dressed in a neat police uniform, felt relaxed.
I saw the guardian spirit that had been following me, a man in red clothes, who looked like an ancient groom.
I saluted him and smiled, revealing my big white teeth. Although I could never see him in his lifetime, I could feel his help to me in some way.
If there is divine help, then there is real help.
The man came over and gave me a tight hug, his tone complicated and filled with relief: "You did a great job."
I was taken aback by the sudden hug, thinking it was too cheesy. I smiled awkwardly and accepted his compliment: "Oh, no, it's my job."
The man let go of me and patted my shoulder. He said to me with a complicated expression, "I admit that love only arises under certain circumstances. You turned into a cat or a dog, a man, and all I can do is protect you."
I was completely confused by his strange statement. After thinking about it, I tentatively asked, "Are we destined to meet in our past lives?"
The man nodded calmly: "I am your husband in your previous life."
"Ah?" I was stunned for a moment, then accepted it happily. What did it matter what I was reincarnated as in my previous life? It has nothing to do with this life.
However, he is willing to protect me, who has nothing to do with him in this life, out of friendship from the previous life. This shows that he has deep feelings for me.
"Thank you for your protection and help over the years!" I bowed to him solemnly.
"You're welcome." The man smiled faintly.
I walked with him to the underworld, curious about his past life: "Brother, what's your name?"
He didn't tell me, but shook his head slightly and said, "It's time for me to let it go. I was too narrow-minded in the past."
I seemed to understand the meaning of all his words in an instant, as if I had a telepathic connection with him.
The entanglement of love and relationship has gradually been resolved. I spent several lifetimes to convert a fierce ghost, and he returned the favor to protect me for a safe and smooth life, only because in a previous life, we planted the roots of love, hate, and obsession with our own hands.
Every sip and every bite is predestined; the orchid's fruiting must have a reason.
Now, he understands.
The cause and effect that bound me was finally resolved.
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