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What can I do now? It seems difficult to try to change everything.

Ye Chunhao was also very anxious, but it was not going to work if he continued like this, so he wanted to see if the God of Hate could help him. The God of Hate was naturally willing, and he also wanted him to accumulate strength as soon as possible, otherwise he would be like a white man, which would make people tired just by looking at him.

Because Qiuya has so much hatred in her heart, the god of hatred seems to be hovering here all the time.

But Ye Chunhao knew that the God of Hate would not agree to his request for no reason.

It is impossible to make Qiuya forget Zha Nan, and Zha Nan does not seem to want to let Qiuya go. But the two of them are no longer in love, and now they are just holding their own grudges.

This is a dead end. Two people who once loved each other are now like enemies.

In the blink of an eye, the God of Hate appeared. He smiled smugly and said, "Are you thinking about me?"

"You are so greasy! How can a god like you speak so greasy? Besides, brother, I am a man!" Ye Chunhao was speechless.

"Haha, men can't think about you? Your thinking is more conservative than that of the ancients."

"I don't want to talk to you about that shit. I want to help her. You should know that."

"I know you want to help her, but sometimes I tell you that fate is determined and cannot be changed."

"I don't want to see her like this. It's so painful. I have to help her change. If she continues like this, she will ruin herself." Ye Chunhao said anxiously.

"This is her fate. Maybe she can change her fate herself. It depends on what she thinks."

"She is depressed all day, wants to commit suicide, and is drowning in pain. How can we change her?"

"The reality is, if she hadn't had the support of her parents' love, I think she would have reported to the God of Death by now. You always interfere with the God of Death in doing his job, which will make him unhappy." The God of Hate said with some warning.

"The Grim Reaper said I interfered with him?"

"That's not the case. If you intervene, you will definitely behave like this. If you go against fate, the God of Death will not be able to complete his mission and he will take revenge on you."

"so what should I do?"

"Didn't the God of Love tell you how to do it?"

"She didn't say anything."

"That's it. But..."

"But, what, you say!" Ye Chunhao was a little anxious. He was afraid that the Hateful God was unwilling to help him.

"Well, you can intervene, but this will lead to a series of things. Many things we cannot predict and cannot change. And once a big accident happens, let's say someone dies, you will be punished. Love is about giving beauty, and it is not good to let people die. You cannot hate, you only have love. Well, I don't understand your rules, but your boss knows. You should ask her."

"She didn't tell me anything, how would I know?" Ye Chunhao said a little annoyed.

"You are already in your thirties, why are you still not rational and mature at all? You feel like a child. You need to figure out some things on your own."

"How can I grope? It's so funny, I don't know anything. There is a difference between us, brother." Ye Chunhao seemed to be unable to explain himself at this moment.

He still looked at the God of Hate with longing, hoping that he could help him.

"If you insist on doing this, why not make a bet with the God of Death? Or sign a contract with the God of Death? The God of Death has a way." The God of Hate looked at him cunningly and put his hand on his shoulder.

"But, signing a contract? Making a bet? What does that mean?" Ye Chunhao looked curious.

"Well, you can go to the Grim Reaper and exchange a dead person for a ticket. This ticket allows you to intervene in someone else's body without harming that person, but the prerequisite is that you have to find a dead person. Or after you intervene, you have to meet a dead person. Once you intervene in this matter, no matter whether you hand it in or not, someone will die in the incident. The Grim Reaper and I have a good relationship, I think he should agree to it."

Ye Chunhao was thoughtful, not knowing what to do. But when he thought of someone dying, he still felt it was inappropriate. After all, once life was gone, it would be irreversible, so he wanted to refuse. After all, it was not feasible to hurt someone's life. Love and hate were both fine, but hurting people was not.

He decisively rejected the suggestion of hating God.

"Then I can't do anything." The God of Hate waved his hands and prepared to leave.

Ye Chunhao grabbed Hen Shen and asked, "Is there no other way?" He looked at Hen Shen with a pleading look, and Hen Shen didn't know what to do for a moment. But he could see that Ye Chunhao really wanted to do that. He wanted to help him, but he couldn't.

"If you really want to do this, you just need to accumulate strength, and when you reach a certain stage, you will naturally be able to do it. You are still in the initial stage now. Didn't the God of Love tell you about your rose garden? Your rose has just been planted in the soil and is beginning to take root. It is still early for you. Besides, if you insist on doing this and hurt someone's life, your rose will die. The roses in the rose garden will not bloom anymore." The God of Hate patiently explained to him and prepared to turn around again.

"I see, but the God of Love won't tell me anything."

"Why do you want to get involved in this matter?" The God of Hate stopped and asked him curiously.

Ye Chunhao looked confused. In fact, he himself didn't know why he wanted to intervene, but he wanted to try to change it, thinking that change might be useful. "I want to try to get in, try to change her mindset, and see if I can put a perfect end to this matter."

"You are so naive. Love cannot be perfect unless there is hatred. Even if you intervene, you cannot change anything to a large extent. Perhaps other extremes will happen. You cannot control your fate. You are not a god. Sometimes even gods cannot control fate, let alone you." The God of Hate told him righteously.

"Then when you sometimes accelerate hatred, aren't you changing your fate?" Ye Chunhao said angrily. He felt that the God of Hate was deceiving him and was unwilling to help him.

"I...I...I didn't accelerate hatred. Maybe I was just watching how things developed." The God of Hate felt a little guilty. "This is also my job. I have to cooperate with the God of Death to complete the job."

"It's your job to hurt people's lives?" Ye Chunhao asked back!

"But, how should I put it? I...I won't tell you. There are many things that you won't know if I tell you too much. You don't have to guess." The God of Hate was a little angry. He stared at him with his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to eat him.

"You are using other people's lives to exchange for money, right? You can't stand seeing others have love. You can't stand seeing others happy. As long as you have hatred, you will do everything you can to make things go to the most extreme direction, right?"

He was so angry that he raised his hand and prepared to hit Ye Chunhao.

When Ye Chunhao saw this, he was not afraid at all, because he knew that he had hit the sore spot.

"You don't have to question me like this. I am innocent. As for the extreme death, it is not my responsibility, but their own choice."

"Do you think I will believe your lies? I don't believe that my classmate would treat her husband like that. Although she has a lot of resentment, she wouldn't do that. That's completely out of her mind. You must have done something, otherwise she wouldn't do that. I believe it." The angry expression on Ye Chunhao's face was so frightening that anyone who saw it was scared.

"You kid, you don't believe me at all, what can I do? There is nothing wrong between me and the god of death, there is no need to talk nonsense. Your classmate didn't think of killing her husband that day, she had this idea a long time ago. You just don't know it. In addition, their love has long disappeared, so many factors are mixed together, this matter is just a matter of time. If your classmate didn't kill her husband, she might have been the one who died in the end. This is fate!"

"I won't listen to your nonsense!"

"You really make me die! How come you don't understand fate?"