The whole world is waiting for us to break up

The sound of the torrential rain did not stop. After the windows were pushed open, the sound of wind, rain, and thunder was amplified and filled the ears, and the wind blowing open filled the room with dullness.

Kim Lee stood by the window and looked out, chattering and trying to show his kindness all the way, and he rarely showed a little silence.

After a while, he said, "Boss is really going to implement the art to the end, because the former B4 leader surnamed Chu is the beginning of everything? Xiao Lin is probably going crazy, right?"

He has fluently changed his name to Yang Zhi as "the boss".

The recorder next to me was a woman, she said impatiently: "Don't interrupt, besides what you have told us, is there anything else?"

Jin Li glanced at her with a pair of blue eyes: "So much data, and I don't have the ability to remember it, it is unrealistic for me to write it all down for you. I have been tied up by you for so long, the chicken legs I want How about a hamburger and a Coke?"

The woman became even more impatient: "Recover the data first, and record all the data you can think of."

Kim Lee shrugged. He said, "Then I need a computer. My memory is not necessarily accurate. I need modeling and databases to confirm and restore."

The woman said: "Can't connect to the Internet."

Kim Lee rolled his eyes unceremoniously: "What do I check if I'm not connected to the Internet? Can you tell me a fortune? Calculate the structure of the pick-up state network and the fluid state machine? I'm here to check the information, you are here to watch, okay ?”

The woman gave him a displeased look, didn't say anything, and after going out for a while, brought the equipment that Jin Li wanted to him, and then really stood beside him to monitor his recording activities.

Chu Shihan was buried in the largest martyrs cemetery in Star City.Surrounded by mountains, the location is remote and there are many undeveloped areas.

The last base camp of RANDOM is hidden in it, and the remote place is also convenient for building and storing quantum computers and large-scale experimental equipment.This place has always been clean and quiet, but due to the continuous turmoil in Star City, it has become a bit barren.

At this moment, the green mountains and green waters were covered with a layer of gray mist, the heavy rain dyed the whole world dark blue, and the mist evaporated from the ground again, bringing with it a sultry temperature, almost making it difficult to breathe.

The remaining 30 members of the RANDOM organization in Star City surrounded Yang Zhiwei and walked over. Behind him, Lin Shuicheng was dragged out of the equipment vehicle.

One of the two men held his shoulders, and the other almost dragged him for a few steps on the ground—Lin Shuicheng's hands and knees were tied up, and his whole body was restrained in an extremely uncomfortable position. During this day and night, he was locked in the rear compartment of the equipment and could only drink water.

In the heavy rain, Lin Shuicheng's black hair was quickly wetted, making him look fairer, more haggard and weak, with a kind of unruly and fragile beauty.

He had regained consciousness at this time, but he suddenly saw the dim light that was different from the equipment car, and he couldn't open his eyes. He struggled a bit, but was quickly held down.

Yang Zhiwei walked over holding a black umbrella, and members of the RANDOM organization pinched Lin Shuicheng's chin, forcing him to raise his head.

"I know this is the place you wanted to come to but failed." Yang Zhiwei said, "Shui Cheng, you can take a look now."

Lin Shuicheng opened his eyes, the heavy rain and mist wet his eyelashes, and they hung down wetly, delicate and desolate.

In the mist, a tombstone stands on the square bluestone ground. In the center is a black and white photo of the young man. It is a face that is very similar to Fu Luoyin, but the brows and eyes are gentle and gentle, without the slightest hostility, as if harboring Compassion for everything in this world.

This is his starting point, but it doesn't seem to be.On that rainy day when he was stopped outside the cemetery, he finally made up his mind to change his major to the Department of Quantum Analysis—exhausting his last bit of strength to break through the transparent wall.As everyone knows, all these tracks are a step towards the end that others want to see.

Yang Zhiwei stared at him with a smile in his eyes—as if he was very satisfied with Lin Shuicheng's expression.

He said softly: "In a while, your sweetheart will bring the information I want to exchange for you. In front of the grave of his brother who looks exactly like him, what do you think he will think? This is the romance of fate. , Shui Cheng, everything starts here and everything ends here."

"Everything about you was designed, and all your paths were deduced for you by myself, even though you are useless now." Yang Zhiwei leaned slightly, staring into Lin Shuicheng's eyes, "I let you go again Freedom to fate, as a little bit of my heart as a teacher. Have you seen the forest watchtower on the other side of the mountain? There are our snipers there."

"Fu Luoyin came here this time. He can't bring any signaling equipment or use any weapons. The surrounding area is covered with high-energy radiation fog. He can't communicate with anyone outside. He came clean and alone... and then he will be killed by bullets. Next, walk cleanly. I will make sure you see that moment." Yang Zhiwei narrowed his eyes slightly, "See the mockery of fate to the end, Shui Cheng, only in this way can you be truly powerful."

Lin Shuicheng shook his head, because of his weakness, he couldn't even make a clear voice.

Yang Zhiwei leaned closer and listened, only to hear clearly what he said: "He won't."

"He has already agreed to come here, the Fu family brothers are deeply attached to you, don't they?" Yang Zhiwei told him gently, as if surprised by his innocence, and also knew that this is the most effective way to stab people, " He wants to come to die by himself, what can I do?"

Lin Shuicheng repeated again in a murmur: "He won't."

He seemed to be in a daze, and it took Yang Zhiwei a while to realize that Lin Shuicheng was smiling—smiling softly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and even the red tear mole at the end of his eye was very vivid, it was not a madman Smiling, but sober and cool.

Lin Shuicheng raised his eyes to look at him, and asked slowly, "Teacher, did you really predict everything in my life?"

His attitude was a bit strange, Yang Zhiwei looked at him with a downcast expression.

Lin Shuicheng's throat was burning, the heavy rain blurred his vision, and the high-heat mist steamed his painful joints and muscles; Lin Shuicheng took a few breaths, and then said: "He won't, because you don't know him, and because the teacher and I Similarly, although I only made the algorithm that you eliminated five years ago, teacher, what's the use of you going five years before me? The chaotic problem is still unsolvable, and you, teacher, even the No indicators were found."

Yang Zhiwei said indifferently: "I knew this a long time ago, and I also gave up looking for a solution to this problem. You are not delaying the time for the kid surnamed Fu, are you?"

"Mr. Yang, do you know what I was thinking when I was in the car?" Lin Shuicheng raised his eyes, his eyes were clear and clear, and that kind of eyes reminded Yang Zhiwei of the moment when Lin Shuicheng was holding the report sheet out of breath. Entering the hall, it was equally messy and messy, but there was an aura that could not help but look sideways.

That hideous, indestructible, radiant aura.

For a day and a night, butterflies no longer appeared in his dreams.

He forced himself to think in his dreams, thinking non-stop, like every weekend afternoon, he was staring at the timer at the desk of the dormitory uncle, and the countdown to Didi was about to start, but he only had one thought: go faster, Think about it more clearly; he has a brain combined with a quantum, but he has not broken through the fog from it, and God has not given him the talent to shock the world.

He was just him, a slightly brighter, really hard-working student.

He has all the ordinary love and love in this world.

Lin Shuicheng took a serious look at his life. He walked through the courtyard when he was a child, the classroom when he was a teenager, and the laboratory when he was young, and finally walked into this rainy, slightly blue day. He knew that if there were no accidents, this would be his last. One time to study puzzles, the last time I was immersed in such a state of emptiness; like the late night at home a few months ago, the cow cat walked up and down on the ridge of the sofa, and the man smoking menthol held him in his arms, leaned over and kissed His lips were cool with ambiguous water marks; he was dreaming in a dream, dreaming that he was hesitating in the room where a pair of twin boys were sitting, and saw the mage with two blades on his feet and curved wings looking back at him , with the eyes of elves.

The brain was running at high speed, the astringent feeling was eliminated layer by layer, and there was no other sound except his own heartbeat in the whole world; the pain stimulated his mind, shouting for the blood flow in his whole body.He had [-] days for the cooperation with the pharmaceutical company; he had [-] days for the Xingda Ming painting case.

What is left to him now is just flashes of light.

Yang Zhiwei's expression became a little strange: "What are you thinking?"

"I was thinking." Lin Shuicheng smiled again, "The teacher told me to take the same path as yours, and your path was wrong, so how can you expect me to make the right way? Your algorithm... ...and the algorithmic logic you guided me to do is that a butterfly flaps its wings and finally causes a storm. This algorithmic idea was wrong from the very beginning... from the very beginning."

Yang Zhiwei stared at him, silent, but his face became obviously gloomy.

Lin Shuicheng said softly: "If a nail is broken, a shoe is lost; if a shoe is lost, a horse is lost; a horse is lost; a general is missing; a general is missing; lost a battle; lost a battle, lost a country...' [quote]”

"This is a typical example of the butterfly effect, but teacher, is the death of the country really related to the nail, and is the storm really related to the butterfly?"

Waves of dizziness surged up, and the sequelae caused by hypoglycemia and lack of medicine seemed to be making a comeback; Lin Shuicheng tried to raise his eyes, trying to find Yang Zhiwei's face in the hallucinations and reality: "Teacher, you know, it's not. The meaning of the butterfly effect is just that in the weather system, the disturbance of a butterfly will bring about much change in the chaotic system, which only proves the influence of the disturbance on the chaotic system...not because of the butterfly itself."

Hallucinations emerged, as if he had returned to that afternoon under the watchful eyes of everyone, and a man's deep voice came from the notebook's audio connection.

--see it?That is a false god.

From that day on, he knew that there was something in his heart—reborn, broken out of the ground.Because someone entered his world so strongly and irresistibly, it shocked his cognition.

Fu Luoyin was the only accident in his life.

He lowered his head and saw Fu Luoyin staring at him with sharp and sober eyes on the work card on his chest.The office was filled with Preserved Flowers, and among so many bunches of tiny, pink petals, there was a bright red rose.After a whole day, the humid and stuffy office will be filled with the fragrance of flowers.

Lin Shuicheng continued: "But why—teacher, you and I both chose the chain algorithm, starting from the butterfly itself and tracing back the causality and correlation algorithm? You used to say that I like to find solutions on mistakes. , but aren’t you the same way yourself?”

Word by word, clear and powerful questions, trembling people's hearts.

The rain became heavier again, and Lin Shuicheng's voice almost became indistinct, but he was still speaking firmly and forcefully: "You pushed me on this road, repeating the facts you expected, and you took away my My family and lover want me to be completely manipulated by fate... I didn’t understand at the time, teacher, I didn’t understand, I was obsessed with the past, I was obsessed with myself, but that was wrong, this algorithmic logic should not exist.”

—I know what you're thinking, kitty.

—I know you are afraid.

——But I want to tell you... These are not the reasons for those things to happen. If something happened to me today, it must not be because of you, but because I chose to meet you.

Lin Shuicheng could no longer see anything clearly, and countless hallucinations came, his whole body was soaked by rain, and his bones were trembling with cold: "The consequences of chain prediction can only appear infinite recursion or errors that can never be eliminated; time effect , the fate of people... should not be calculated with this logic. Chaos is not random. Two random systems with the same initial state will have different operating results; while two chaotic systems with the same initial state will have exactly the same operating results. Fate It exists, even observable. But it's not random, it's not RANDOM, and it's not a false god like you do..."

——It's the same with your family members. When you were first born in this world, they only wanted to be happy, and they didn't care about many other things.

--do not be afraid.

Lin Shuicheng continued, saying word by word: "This is the indicator I found, teacher, incompetent people will get lost in the incomprehensible, and those who really explore the world will try their best to find the indicator. Chao Wendao , Xi Ke is dead... The fate that can be predicted is not worthy of being called fate; only man himself is the indicator of the chaotic system. We use the wrong method, just like the Gutenberg Richter recurrence relation, Benno Gutenberg used statistics rather than prediction to study the chaotic system of earthquakes; all the magnitudes, energies, seismic intensities and accelerations of earthquakes that have occurred have become the basis of his research, and he has found the law."

"I never think that it is meaningless for human beings to desperately approach the edge of the theory. The romance you mentioned, I still think it is romantic. If this is the fate of all creatures from ancient times to the present—trapped by this universe, destined to have Without a higher perspective than the universe, you are destined not to be able to get close to the answers to all difficult problems, so doing your best to resist such a fate is the greatness of human beings." Lin Shuicheng said hoarsely, "You don't know, because you don't love people."

Those roads that were designed may be expected by others, but the ones he once had-not fake.Those fireworks in the world, ups and downs, joys and sorrows, are all things that he has experienced and possessed.

It was the night when grandpa hunched over and cooked soup for him, it was Lin Wang who rushed into his classroom and threw himself into his arms and said, "Brother, I was beaten" in that wronged and mischievous voice; it was Lin Wang walking side by side with him That snowy night when he came home... It was the storm bottle that Chu Shihan made for him, and Fu Luoyin kissed his lips.Even Yang Zhiwei - his own encouragement and companionship from beginning to end.

Yang Zhiwei froze in place, without making a sound for a long time, the mist filled the air, Lin Shuicheng struggled to hold on in hallucinations and dizziness, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

After he finished saying these words—he took a deep breath, and then struggled with all his strength, wanting to stand up and run outside!

The shackles of the rope were still tightly tied to him. Holding a posture for a long time reduced his blood flow, and his lower body was unconscious. With a sudden movement, Lin Shuicheng convulsed violently, and was then firmly pressed down by two RANDOM members next to him. Stopped - "Be honest!"

This struggle exhausted all of Lin Shuicheng's strength, and Lin Shuicheng knelt down on the ground again, with severe pain in his knee.He was panting violently, his vision blurred again by the pain and the rain.

"Impossible." Yang Zhiwei said in a deep voice, "There is nothing wrong with my algorithm! Your theory is crooked!"

There was a slight tremor in his voice, obviously disturbed by Lin Shuicheng's words.The subordinate called him twice, but he didn't hear it. It was only after the third call that he came back to his senses, and suddenly turned around and asked, "What?"

The subordinates were startled by his blood red eyes, and subconsciously repeated in fear: "...the people from the Fu family are here..."

The sound of vehicle tires driving in came from far to near, and the lights came on.

Fu Luoyin came here alone as agreed, with the lights on at the brightest, passed the weapon detection in the checkpoint and came here.

The voice of the public address system resounded throughout the cemetery, sending out bursts of echoes: "I came alone, the car has been emptied, and there are no other weapons. You can send someone to check. Your coordinates here will not Does anyone know."

"Where is Lin Shuicheng?"

Yang Zhiwei made a gesture to cancel the transmission of the high-energy radiation mist, and the thick white and high-heat mist gradually subsided, just like the water vapor adhering to the windows in winter was wiped away.

The world gradually became clear.

In the gray rain, Fu Luoyin was dressed in the military uniform of the Alliance, looking serious, opened the door and got out of the car.He was holding a black umbrella, and the black gloves almost merged with the handle of the umbrella, as if the splashed thick ink was about to melt into the cyan rain.

Seeing Yang Zhiwei standing at the end of the road, Fu Luoyin showed no surprise at all.

Yang Zhiwei asked him, "Where's B4?"

Fu Luoyin said indifferently: "In the car, I will pick up Lin Shuicheng first."

"How do you prove the truth of what you said?" Yang Zhiwei stared at him closely.

"Believe it or not, I want Lin Shuicheng." Fu Luoyin said with a businesslike attitude, "You can send someone to check on the car right now."

His footsteps did not stop for a moment, and he walked straight to this side.

The members of the organization next to him subconsciously raised their guns, pointing at Fu Luoyin with black muzzles, and the atmosphere was tense.

Even though Fu Luoyin was alone, the sense of oppression exuding from his body was still extremely strong - such a person, I don't know what he would have left behind!

Lin Shuicheng knelt on the ground, his eyes were blurred, his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak a word.

But he heard footsteps approaching him in the rain, and the familiar scent of mint hit, and the pair of military boots stopped in front of him.

He wanted to tell him to go quickly - but his voice was completely hoarse, and he could only make a simple mouth shape. I don't know if Fu Luoyin could see it.

"I'm here to pick you up, Lin Shuicheng." Fu Luoyin bent down and reached out to touch his cheek.

Lin Shuicheng shook his head desperately, his eyes were red, and his hoarse voice seemed to be non-human: "Go, go!"

But Fu Luoyin didn't seem to hear it. He knelt down in front of him, untied the straitjacket and knots behind him, and slowly stretched his joints and bones for him, watching Lin Shuicheng break out in cold sweat from the pain, He simply hugged the person horizontally.

Fu Luoyin raised his eyes and looked at Yang Zhiwei: "I'm going to send him back to the car first, so you can go get the materials with me, so don't worry? Lin Shuicheng is also in the car, I won't joke about his life. "

Just as Yang Zhiwei was about to turn his head and ask the people around him to check it out, Fu Luoyin interrupted him bluntly: "You want the B4 core, why, I have the guts to come and ask you to get it, but you don't have the guts to ask for B4 gone?"

After Yang Zhiwei hesitated for a moment, at this moment, the desire to live urgently overwhelmed all cautious judgments.He made a gesture, glanced at the watchtower of the forest guard in the distance, and then walked over with Fu Luoyin.

Lin Shuicheng vaguely knew what Fu Luoyin wanted to do, he was struggling all the time, but Fu Luoyin held him tightly in his arms, not allowing him to move—as if he wanted to rub him into his flesh and blood.

He lowered his head to look at him, his eyes were as gentle as water.

This is the first time they met after the last time they said goodbye outside the elevator, so many words have not been said in time, many kisses have not had time to be given.

Fu Luoyin kissed his forehead lightly: "Driving, you know how, the automatic driving system, this time there won't be any big trucks crashing into you suddenly, little cat."

Lin Shuicheng shook his head desperately, beat him with his remaining strength, scratched him, bit him, but it didn't help.Fu Luoyin put him in the car, pressed him to fasten his seat belt, then took out a large stack of thick documents from the front seat of the car, turned around and locked the car.

He said with his own voice command: "Start! Destination, the headquarters of the Star University Defense Bureau."

Lin Shuicheng struggled desperately, trying to get out of the seat belt with all his strength, but failed.The vehicle started slowly, slipping farther and farther.

The members of the RANDOM organization in the distance are also slowly approaching, and more than a dozen guns are still pointing at Fu Luoyin with black holes.

Fu Luoyin closed the car door, turned around and extended his hand to Yang Zhiwei.

Yang Zhiwei stretched out his hand to catch it, but Fu Luoyin's hand suddenly exerted force, and he couldn't take it. The two of them were deadlocked in mid-air.

"Professor Yang, I want to ask you a question." Fu Luoyin looked at him, and then - looked at the watchtower on the other side of the mountain.

That wolf-like intuition shocked even the snipers a hundred meters away!

——"You didn't intend to let me walk out alive, did you?"

Yang Zhiwei's face changed suddenly, but Fu Luoyin opened the file bag with his backhand, revealing the retractable device under his glove, which was silver, with a metallic luster, like a small cuff button - at the same time, there was a loud gunshot!

Blood splattered, and the sniper in the distance hit Fu Luoyin's palm with a shot, followed by the attack in front of him, and Fu Luoyin fell down heavily!

At the same time, the extended nano-bombs that made up the glove quickly dispersed and reorganized, spreading across the entire venue in 0.01 seconds. After exploding, a strong shock effect was formed, directly overturning everyone present!

The air waves and flames exploded at the same time, and the gunfire stopped after only a moment.

The silence that followed was more unbearable than death.

The equipment car of the Fu family had already accelerated to a certain level. Lin Shuicheng kicked the main control system heavily, and smashed the window with his elbow calmly and crazily—just like on that stormy night, he smashed the window and revoked the automatic driving system.But at this moment, what he is facing is the most rigorously equipped vehicle with Fu's military technology, and the windows are extremely thick.

——How could he leave him alone?

Lin Shuicheng was panting violently, his elbow was smashed so hard that he lost all feeling, and his bones were close to shattering. To him, this kind of pain seemed to be non-existent. He smashed the headrest desperately with the sharp end of the steel pipe, until blood oozes from between his nails, and the car window was finally scratched by him.

"Impact detected, Autopilot disabled."

Lin Shuicheng didn't know how to drive, so he turned the steering wheel and immediately drove back into the thick smoke.

There was silence in the fine rain.

If there are really undead in the world, then they must be sitting silently above the tombstone at this moment, watching this human farce without saying a word.

Only the storm remained.

Lin Shuicheng stepped on the brakes, opened the car door and jumped out.

Fu Luoyin was lying on the ground, covered in blood - there were countless bullet holes in his body, his right hand was shot through directly, and the bright red blood seeped out and was diluted by the rain.

"Fu Luoyin." Lin Shuicheng felt that he was sober, but his tears kept streaming down, mixed with the rain, "Don't die, I'll take you home."

Rumbling explosions began to sound in the distance, one after another, like the sound of dull firecrackers—the remnants of RANDOM activated the self-destruct system, and also activated the bombs buried around the cemetery.

The coordinates are not exposed to the outside, this cemetery hidden in the mountains, when will the outside support find them?

Fu Luoyin was still conscious, he opened his eyes and managed to see the person in front of him clearly.

"Don't cry." Fu Luoyin coughed a few times, feeling that several of his ribs were broken, and his throat was full of foamy blood. Only by working hard could he not spit it out in front of Lin Shuicheng. He forced a smile, "Yes ... body armor."

Lin Shuicheng said in a low voice, "Don't talk."

"I'm afraid it might be too late." Fu Luoyin said softly, "You still ran back, why are you so stupid."

Lin Shuicheng's eyes were red, and his hoarse voice sounded unintimidating, like a kitten with teeth and claws: "Stop talking!"

Fu Luoyin looked at him and smiled: "Do you think I'm going to say that I like you? - Impossible."

"Lin Shuicheng, you are the one I met in my life... I want you to like me the most." Fu Luoyin stopped and took a breath in pain, and then continued, "Maybe it's my wishful thinking, I always feel... Too little, too little time for me to have you. The first time I met you...wrong..."

He is such a proud person, because since he was a child, his sincerity has never been held and treasured by others, so he will never say the word "like" again in his life.

"Don't talk." Lin Shuicheng unbuttoned his clothes, observed his broken ribs, took off his jacket at the same time, tore off the fabric to bandage his bleeding, "Fu Luoyin, you survive, I will be you in this life and the next life of."

There was an unstoppable tremor in his voice.

If this is fate—

If this was the only chance he had to take what was his from fate again, he would give anything.

The gray cemetery in the rainstorm, black umbrellas, pitch-black vehicles, and low voices that seem to hypnotize the whole world.

Now he knew, that was the first time they had met.

The day he was stopped outside the cemetery, it was foggy and the military space vehicle rolled out with the windows closed.Because he was in the way, people in the car could vaguely hear people asking, "What's going on?"

"I don't know, a student got nervous and insisted on going in. This is against the rules! I said earlier that the garden is closed. This is a disturbance, so we have to be arrested."

"Give him an umbrella and send him down the mountain."

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