Alice's Dream Club

Lynch was quite interested in the idea of ​​being guided by fate: "What's the specifics? Tell me?"

It seemed to be remembering, but after a short period of hard thinking, Alice hugged the recording board on her chest.

Lynch: "..."

If you say you can’t remember it, then you just can’t see it. Why do you have to be so hard on yourself!

After searching for a while, Alice finally found the transaction records at that time. After learning about the details, she put down the recording board and said.

"Strictly speaking, it is a sub-category of the concept of 'fate'. Specifically, it is the direction..."

After a pause, Alice picked up the recording board again.

Lynch also said again: "..."

After reading it, Alice no longer had the performance of a fish-like memory. To be honest, Lynch felt that Alice might still lose to the fish to some extent, after all, she didn't hold on to the situation just now for seven seconds.

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As soon as this thought came to his stomach, Alice stomped his stomach.

"Specifically, it's 'Guidelines for chance encounters with handsome and wealthy opposite sex', which belongs to the 6478th special item of the twelfth branch under the category of 'Fate'..."

"Stop, stop, get to the point."

"That's the point." Alice frowned, apparently she had the urge to kick Lynch again.

Alice had just kicked her own foot and hadn't taken it off, and if she added another foot, it would have evolved into her using herself as a trampoline.

In order to avoid this situation, Lynch quickly explained: "I mean, you tell me about the transaction at that time, and by the way, this kind of historical list, should you continue to follow up or should I take over?"

The second half of Lynch's question seemed to make Alice quite difficult to understand: "Who is the owner of the club?"

After thinking about it, Lynch asked uncertainly, "...me?"

After jumping on Lynch's stomach a few times, Alice jumped down and sighed.

"Then master, you still have to ask... well, as for the content of the transaction..."

After turning several pages repeatedly, she sighed softly.

"I don't remember..."

To be honest, Lynch suddenly had a bad feeling: he always felt that after this "historical problem" appeared, according to Alice's reaction, he would encounter more similar situations later.

But it’s not difficult to understand. Some deals don’t take effect in the short term. For example, the current order, from the time I “joined” the club to the present, this business will last at least three months, more than three months The continuous process is enough to be called long-term.

"That's the word," Lynch rubbed his possibly broken ribs, "What happened to the induction just now? Remind me that there are new scenes of life to watch?"

"It's not impossible for you to think so," Alice put away the record board. "After all, the club will change according to the owner's wishes. If the owner likes to watch plays, there will naturally be reminders."

Smacking his lips, Lynch returned his attention to the wall where the picture was projected: "Based on your temperament, I'm afraid you missed a lot of interesting things before."

While Lynch was focusing on the picture, Alice stuck out her tongue and made a face at him.

At this time, the woman had finished her self-adjustment, and she was also recording something in a small notebook.

With a little concentration, Lynch could see that there was a hand-painted form on the top, with a number of arranged names written in the header column, and the corresponding things they did for her on the corresponding record date below.

Judging from the number of names, the woman's "hunting" in the past few months has been quite fruitful. Those whose names have been blacked out or scribbled on are unsurprisingly discarded objects that have been sentenced to death. She turned her pen and thought for a while. , In the end, the person today remained.

"It should be possible to fish for a while."

After closing the notebook, she put the notebook in the safe.

In the safe, you can see a lot of precious things. If you take out any of them, not to mention priceless, you can at least buy a living room in the community where she lives.

After locking the safe, she lay down on the sofa leisurely.

The electronic watch in her hand was still pointing in a certain direction. After thinking about it, she temporarily gave up today's hunting.

I can have today's achievements all because of this electronic watch in my hand, and recalling the process of obtaining this watch, Penny still feels that it is a bit accidental but extremely inevitable.

Graduated from an ordinary high school and entered an ordinary company to work.

She had thought that most people would be like herself, and finally find an ordinary person to marry, have children, take care of husband and teach children, and finally enjoy the old age peacefully.

But after she got to work, she realized that the facts were not what she imagined: her former classmates and friends were all married to a good family, and they posted about this and that in the circle of friends all day long, and from time to time they would post about a family traveling abroad. None of the things they talked about was something she knew, and the topics they discussed were things that she had rarely heard of. Luxury goods, high-end brands, and none of them were things she could touch.

Gradually, she felt that she had been expelled from that small circle.

Gradually, she felt that she was becoming a lonely person.

The former friends have become a class she needs to look up to, and now she has been alienated and isolated by them, and even abandoned like garbage.

The contemptuous eyes, alienated attitude, and all the experiences made her feel unfair.

Why only I have become so ordinary now, why can they enjoy that kind of luxurious life.

The huge gap made her heart become cynical, and this almost crazy idea, after repeated brewing and development, turned into a pathological state of despair—she thought of death.

Obviously, I haven't tried hard, only I have become like this, then I might as well die.

Thoughts of committing suicide are increasingly filling my mind, and the daily exposure of my circle of friends intensifies the speed of putting my thoughts into action.

In the end, she chose to follow her inner voice.

But when she came to the bridge across the river and plucked up the courage to jump off, she suddenly saw a strange booth.

In the middle of the night, it is very strange that there are still people selling small commodities on this unmanned bridge. What is even more strange is that the moment she saw the booth, the voice in her heart urging herself to go to the knot actually changed. It became a desire to live that I didn't have long ago.

The desire was so strong that she couldn't comprehend it herself.

With the thought that she was going to die anyway, even if the other party was a bad person, she came to the side of the booth.

After giving the little cash he had with him to the old woman, he prepared to jump into the river with the hope that he would finally do something good and have a good pregnancy.

She climbed over the railing, closed her eyes and just jumped down.

However, the long-awaited impact and drowning sensation did not come, and subconsciously, she opened her eyes.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that in front of her was the old woman who was selling small commodities. That woman was playing with those old toys on the thatch, and the smile on her face made her feel at ease.

"This person, the most important thing is to be alive, to be happy when you are alive, and to live a good life when you are happy."

To this day, she still hasn't forgotten what the old woman said, but at the time, she didn't take it seriously at all.

She actually didn't understand why she would appear in front of that mother-in-law even after she jumped down. Anyway, the moment she jumped down just now was definitely not like a hallucination.

She couldn't remember exactly what happened afterwards, but she just remembered that she bought this electronic watch in the end, and remembered what the mother-in-law said when she left.

"Little girl, you have exchanged your most cherished thing for what you most desire in your heart. Take advantage of the opportunity. But remember, there is only one chance. Greed is not advisable. Greed brings disaster."

It seemed that he fainted when he heard this sentence, and when he woke up again, he was already at home.

Except for the watch in my hand, everything I experienced seemed to be a dream.

Of course, what surprised her the most was the thought in her heart. The idea of ​​wanting to die had been overwhelmed by a feeling called anticipation, and as long as she picked up the watch, she could feel this sense of anticipation growing stronger. strong. Not only that, but the desire to go out became stronger and stronger.

In order to find out what was going on, she left the house with this "broken watch" that could only display arrows and numbers.

After following the arrow for a long time, she accidentally bumped into someone when the number on it turned into "0".

It is natural to apologize when bumping into someone, and this apology is the beginning of her good luck.

She didn't know what happened to the other person, anyway, she was caring and sent to the hospital as if she had been damaged by herself. The way she got along with the escort let her know that this person turned out to be a so-called "golden turtle son-in-law". , she finally understood what this "bought" electronic watch represented-this must be the compensation she deserved for suffering and being wronged for so long!

After having such a "coincidence", she was already a little bit reluctant to leave, but by chance she discovered that the watch was still providing instructions.

This is the same as buying vegetables, even if you are looking for someone else, you have to shop around at least three.

So she used this watch to start one "encounter" after another.

Recalling that, she stopped here. It wasn't that something interrupted her, but she finally remembered that today's harvest hadn't been shown off in Moments.

In the past, those rotten women were showing off themselves, but now they all come over to curry favor with themselves, hmph, a bunch of whores.

Taking out her mobile phone, she flipped through the photos taken with today's prey. It was too tasteless to directly post the photos of those trophies, so she selected those photos that the brand had deliberately taken from the corners and uploaded them.

After doing this, she threw the phone aside and lay down on the bed contentedly.