After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Guan He really did what he said. After school, he did not send Yan Tang home. Instead, he took Yan Tang to the only cake shop in town to buy a fruit cake.

The cake styles of that era were still a bit old-fashioned, and the cream was not the animal cream of today, which would make people choke when eating it.

He carried the cake and took Yan Tang home. Song Fu had already prepared dinner for them, and the three of them waited until twelve o'clock.

When the clock hands on the wall turned past twelve o'clock, Guan He immediately wished Yan Tang happy birthday. He was now completely relieved and had a feeling of secret joy.

Maybe the ending can be changed? Maybe Yan Tang can really survive?

She successfully celebrated her ninth birthday, and she did not die in the cold winter when she was eight years old...

Maybe Yan Tang can really live safely, she is really safe...

It was obviously Yan Tang’s birthday, but Guan He seemed happier than Yan Tang.

"I'll get the scarf out tomorrow, and maybe I can give it to you in the afternoon."

Yan Tang cut the cake for Guan He, and a smile appeared on her face. Guan He was stunned for a moment and then scratched his head with the same smile: "No need to be so anxious..."

Yan Tang stayed at Guan He's house that night, and Guan He also took her to and from school the next day.

When I sent Yan Tang home at noon, Yan Tang specifically reminded me: "I'll get the scarf out soon!"

"Well... no rush..."

However, Guan He did not receive the scarf in the afternoon because Yan Tang had been staying up late recently and accidentally fell asleep while knitting the scarf at noon.

Yan Tang was obviously unhappy. She kicked away the cans on the roadside as she walked with Guan He.

"If you haven't finished knitting, it will be the same if you give it to me tomorrow."

Yan Tang said "hmm" softly, glanced at Guan He and said, "I will definitely drive it out tonight."

Yan Tang fell asleep during the afternoon class. It was obvious that she was really going to stay up late at night. Anyway, she was too lazy to attend the class so she just lay down on the table and fell asleep.

After school, Yan Tang was more anxious than ever. She was eager to go back and make the scarf.

Guan He didn't waste too much of her time, and this time the two of them jogged all the way home.

"I'll pick you up from school tomorrow morning!"

Guan He had long been accustomed to shouting like this, perhaps this would give Yan Tang or himself some sense of security.

After the two separated, Yan Tangzhen locked herself in the room and knitted a scarf.

The ball of white thread rolled and gradually became smaller, and the sky became darker.

“No more yarn…”

Yan Tang glanced at the time. It was just past eight o'clock, but it should be snowing soon as the sky was gloomy and dark.

She held the scarf that was almost finished and then tremblingly opened the piggy bank in the closet. The wool shop was not far from her home and only took about ten minutes to get there.

Yan Tang wrapped her scarf tightly around herself and hurried out the door. She disappeared into the night without her knowing that a pair of big hands that had been hiding in the dark for a long time finally found the opportunity to reach out.

...

Guan He still went to pick her up from school early in the morning, but this time he shouted at the door of Yan Tang's house for a long time but did not see Yan Tang.

Guan He's heart suddenly tightened and he banged on the door until he woke up the vicious mother.

"It's so noisy! Yan Tang went out last night and never came home! If you knock again, I'll call the police!"

Yan Tang's mother seemed to be a little more arrogant because of Yan Tang's disappearance, and she no longer had the fear she had before.

Guan He was stunned for a moment, then he grabbed Yan Tang's mother's clothes and roared, "What do you mean! What do you mean she went out last night and didn't come back! Why didn't you call the police if she didn't come back!!! Why didn't you go find her!"

Yan Tang's mother seemed to be unable to react for a while after being suddenly attacked by Guan He. She looked at Guan He's bloodshot eyes filled with hatred and suddenly felt guilty.

"How do I know if she went to find you? Anyway, I'm used to you taking her away every time."

Guan He pushed Yan Tang's mother away and rushed into Yan Tang's bedroom. The bed showed no signs of having been used, and a scarf that was almost finished was placed on the table.

Guan He suddenly realized that Yan Tang must have run away last night because he found out that he didn't have enough wool. His palms creaked and an extremely terrifying thought came to his mind.

That street trash can filled with garbage... That black plastic bag that wrapped Yan Tang's body...

Guan He's pupils constricted as he rushed out of Yan Tang's house and stumbled towards a small alley which was only ten minutes away from here.

It was snowing outside and the road was slippery so Guan He lost one of his shoes.

Guan He prayed over and over again that he was overthinking, and comforted himself over and over again that Yan Tang had passed his death date... Yan Tang would not die...

However, in the green trash can in the deserted alley, there was a pale arm with some corpse spots hanging.

Because it is winter, there are not many flies. If it were summer, it would probably have started to smell bad by now.

Guan He's body was shaking. He wanted to get closer but suddenly his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.

"no, I can not…"

Guan He really didn't want to admit that the arm exposed in the trash can was Yan Tang's.

He forced a smile that was uglier than crying, even though he was saying, "Impossible... No way..."

But the body keeps retreating mechanically...

Guan He fell to the ground and curled up in pain, seemingly completely unwilling to admit that what Jun Li said was right.

The cause and effect he changed will be forcibly corrected by the laws of nature... In fact, everything he did had no effect at all.

"What should I do...what should I do now..."

Guan He sobbed and grabbed his hair tightly. His body was trembling and he didn't dare to look at the arm in the trash can.

"Guan He...if I die..."

"Then please help me find the murderer..."

Yan Tang's words suddenly appeared in Guan He's mind. Guan He's pupils, which were gradually losing focus, trembled slightly, and then he murmured to himself: "Find the murderer..."

"Yes...I want to find the murderer..."

Guan He sniffed and said word by word: "I want to rely on 're-screening' to find the murderer... I want to go back to the day when Yan Tang was still alive..."

"I want to do it all over again..."

"Even if I can't change the fate of Yan Tang, I will never let her die at the hands of the murderer again..."

Guan He exhaled heavily, his eyes became firmer, and he whispered over and over again: "I want to go back... I want to go back..."

“Let me go back!!”

Guan He suddenly felt his vision blur, followed by a familiar feeling of dizziness.

Jun Li and Bai Ze, who were still in the hotel at this time, also felt a suction force. They both saw confusion in each other's eyes, and then they felt dizzy.

"Yan Tang!!"

Guan He suddenly woke up from his bed in the bedroom. It was already dawn outside. Jun Li and Bai Ze also opened their eyes in a daze, their heads in a mess.

"Hiss...headache..."

Jun Li covered his head and looked at Guan He who was sitting on the bed gasping for breath. He hesitated and asked, "Is Yan Tang still dead?"

Guan He trembled and seemed unwilling to admit it. He took a long breath and then choked a little: "She was killed because of me... She went out late at night... Her body was thrown into the trash can..."

“I haven’t changed anything…”

Jun Li always felt that something was wrong. He endured the headache and fumbled for his cell phone, opened Baidu and searched for the serial dismemberment case in Changqing Town in 2008.

After scrolling the phone screen for a while, Jun Li spoke softly: "It's not that nothing has changed..."

He gently raised the screen of his mobile phone and said word by word: "Yan Tang's date of death has been delayed."

“之前是死于2008年2月8日的夜晚，尸体是2月9日被找到。”

“而现在变成了2008年2月10日发现尸体，死于2008年2月9日夜晚！”

"And ah, her age at death went from eight to nine!"

Jun Li smiled and said softly: "Your efforts are useful! Guan He, you didn't let Yan Tang die in the cold winter when he was eight years old!"

Guan He was stunned for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled and he said in disbelief: "I...changed her date of death..."

"I changed the outcome... No... No I didn't change the outcome of death... I extended her life!"

"That is to say..."

Guan He's eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Jun Li excitedly and raised his voice: "Just one more time! As long as I find the right method!! I can really save Yan Tang from death at the hands of the murderer!!!"