The Perfect Destiny

The purple potion was slowly injected into the body of Wang Yanzi's child.

After being injected with the medicine, the child held by Wang Yanzi let out a cry of collapse, and everyone's eyes stayed on this little life.And the supernatural metal detector attached to the child's skin gradually changed color as the child cried.

Wang Yanzi and everyone heaved a sigh of relief.

The child cried for about half an hour, then fell into a deep sleep.At this time, the color on the metal detector had clearly told everyone the answer, the child already had a supernatural power, although the type of supernatural power was unknown for the time being.

At the same time, Chen Liguo heard the system's notification tone.

The system said: "It's full, let's go."

Chen Liguo said: "Let's go! Next world!"

System: "Are you really going to leave that notebook to Baiyanlou?"

Chen Liguo said: "Of course, this is my love for him."

System: "..." You fart.

The system did not speak, but Chen Liguo still faced the darkness in front of him.

After attending the first birthday ceremony of Wang Yanzi's child, Baiyanlou returned to her residence.He opened the door and entered, and saw He Chenyou lying on the sofa, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, with a hard black notebook neatly placed on his chest.

"He Chenyou?" The voice of Baiyanlou was a bit puzzled. He Chenyou's sleep had always been shallow, and he would usually wake up by himself when he heard the sound of him coming back and opening the door.

But not this time, and he'll never wake up.

He Chenyou closed his eyes and looked as if he was sleeping peacefully, but his soul left this world forever.

When Baiyanlou noticed that He Chenyou was not breathing and had no temperature, he froze in place.It took him a long time to slow down, and he slowly approached He Chenyou, his hand that slowly stretched out was trembling.

"He Chenyou." Baiyanlou's voice also became hoarse, and he said, "You...what's the matter?"

Seeing He Chenyou's already cold body, and the Baiyan Tower where countless dead people have seen, how could he not know what this means, but he would rather his judgment was wrong.

Baiyanlou's expression seemed to freeze, and after a long time, he hugged He Chenyou tremblingly into his arms.

"What's wrong with you?" Bai Yanlou said, "Why did you sneak away first?"

If there is no answer, how can the dead speak?

The black notebook slipped from He Chenyou's chest and hit the ground with a dull thud.Only then did Baiyanlou turn his attention to this notebook.

What would be in the notebook, an indictment against him, a sad regret, or something else?With something choked in his chest, Baiyanlou opened the black notebook with shaking hands.

The first page of the book contains the formula of the medicine, which is very detailed, and each precaution is marked one by one.

He Chenyou's handwriting was the same as his own, delicate and neat, but with a little indifference.

Bai Yanlou's hands were already shaking beyond his control, he lowered his head, put his forehead on He Chenyou's, and whimpered like a beast.

Baiyanlou thought, He Chenyou, you have won, you have finally left here and the body that imprisoned you.

He took out a cigarette in embarrassment, took a long time to light it, and then took a deep breath, only then did he have the strength to turn to the second page.However, when he saw clearly what was drawn on the paper, his whole body became a rigid sculpture.

It wasn't until a drop of water stained the paper that Baiyanlou seemed to wake up from his stiffness.

In a panic, he took paper to wipe off the water stains, and muttered, "Why is there water?"

Of course there is water, isn't the cheeks of this tearful person full of transparent liquid?

There are pictures drawn on the black notebook, and the person in the pictures is very familiar to Baiyanlou—no one is more familiar than him, because that is him.

He is smiling, he is angry, he is angry, he is indifferent.

One by one, each scene is so vivid, anyone can see how deep and forbearing love the painter has.

The last picture shows two people.

Both of them were standing, holding hands together, and one of them tilted his head slightly, wanting to kiss the other on the cheek. The kissed person had a sweet smile on his face, with a slight blush on his face.

Baiyanlou bent over in pain.

He was clearly not injured, but his internal organs were in pain as if being tormented by sulfuric acid. He felt that he could not even breathe, and he would suffocate to death in almost a second.

However, he finally slowed down.

Baiyanlou turned the last page backwards, and saw that the back of the last page was filled with densely packed characters.

His eyes were blurred, and he couldn't see clearly what was written for a while, but the picture in front of him had already destroyed his soul.

Baiyanlou never knew that losing He Chenyou would cause him such pain, and the source of this was deep in his soul, which made him unable to relieve it at all.

At this time, Baiyanlou's expression was almost the same as that of He Chenyou who was in his arms.

However, he still had to pull himself together to find an answer—why He Chenyou died.

Baiyanlou smoked a pack of cigarettes, and the room was full of lingering smoke. His nerves were paralyzed, and he finally had the strength to dial the communicator.

"Send someone," he said. "Something happened."

The person who answered the communicator had never heard such a tone from Baiyanlou, and felt bad for a while, so other people came soon.I saw the pale and numb Baiyanlou, and He Chenyou who had no life left.

"Check." Looking at the crowd, Bai Yanlou said, "Check how He Chenyou died."

Until now, Baiyanlou was still holding on to a little bit of luck, he wondered if someone killed He Chenyou and forged the notebook.If there was a murderer, then his despair might have someone to vent to. He wanted to arrest that person and make him regret why he lived.

But the truth has always been cruel, and sometimes even crueler than imagined.

Baiyanlou thought that He Chenyou committed suicide, but no, the test results came out the next morning.

The person who handed the inspection report to Baiyanlou had a shy expression on his face, and carefully handed over a few thin sheets of paper.

Baiyanlou didn't look at it, but lit a flue and asked, "What's the reason?"

The man swallowed and said, "Professor He, He, suffers from genotype hemolytic disease."

Genotype hemolytic disease, the terminal illness in this world, even if all medical methods and drugs are used, it will only delay a few years of life.

Baiyanlou said: "Impossible." How is it possible, if He Chenyou really suffers from this disease, why didn't he tell him? !

The man was almost crying with fright at Baiyanlou's expression, he said in a trembling voice, "I, let's check again."

However, Baiyanlou said: "No need." He knew that the result would not go wrong, but he couldn't accept this fact.

He Chenyou didn't commit suicide, it was just that the time was up.

People suffering from genotype hemolytic syndrome will experience lethargy, chronic nosebleeds, and poor physical condition.Baiyanlou now recalls that these symptoms were so obvious in He Chenyou's body, but he never seemed to notice them.

Baiyanlou said: "You guys go out, I want to be alone with him for a while."

The man nodded, turned and left.

Baiyanlou took a deep breath, and slowly walked into the room where He Chenyou's body was placed.

He Chenyou, who was placed in the crystal coffin, seemed to be just sleeping, with his eyes closed, his expression was peaceful, except for a slightly paler face, there was almost no change.

Baiyanlou's hand caressed He Chenyou's face through the special glass.

"Why didn't you tell me." Bai Yanlou asked him, "Do you think it's not worth it?"

He Chenyou will never be able to answer this question from Baiyanlou.

"When did you start painting?" Bai Yanlou said, "Did you know that you were going to die, so you painted it specially to revenge me?"

A moment of silence.

Baiyanlou smiled desperately, and he said: "If you really think so, then He Chenyou, let me tell you, you succeeded."

It really worked.

The black notebook was like a dagger, constantly piercing into the most vulnerable part of Baiyanlou and stirring it, making the soul of Baiyanlou bloody and bloody.

Baiyanlou said: "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Perhaps he was too hard, and there were several obvious cracks in the glass.

Seeing this, Baiyanlou relaxed a little, and he said: "No, I won't let you succeed, He Chenyou, you big liar."

He Chenyou's death was like a heavy bomb in the base, and everyone who was bombed was dizzy.

Wang Yanzi was also one of them. She confirmed with the others in disbelief: "Is He Chenyou really dead? Have you seen the body?"

Someone nodded and said, "I see, I'm still going for the autopsy."

Wang Yanzi said, "What is the cause of death?" When she asked this question, her voice trembled a little.

The man said: "He died of illness, genotype hemolytic disease."

"Why didn't anyone find out?" Wang Yanzi was in disbelief. The symptoms of this hemolytic disease are actually very obvious, that is, non-stop nosebleeds.However, after saying this, Wang Yanzi realized her innocence. Who will find out? In this base, He Chenyou is a different kind. No one will care about his life or death, only his value.

Wang Yanzi suddenly felt that she was nothing more than a despicable villain. After she had her own life, she hardly paid attention to He Chenyou.Only when she was needed, did he turn his attention to He Chenyou again, hoping that he could create a potion that could change the fate of his child.

"How could this be?" Wang Yanzi said blankly, "Where is Boss Bai, what did he say?"

"Boss Bai... didn't say anything." The man said, "But it doesn't feel good."

Wang Yanzi said, "Not too good?"

The man said, "Yeah, I can't describe that feeling..."

Everyone felt the changes in Baiyan Tower, but they couldn't describe it.If the previous Baiyan Tower was ruthless, but still had some emotion, then the current Baiyan Tower is a cold monster through and through.

Wang Yanzi's expression was in a trance, she felt that all this was too unreal, she seemed to be just having a dream, and when she woke up from the dream, He Chenyou would be able to come back.

However, if this is a nightmare, it is doomed not to wake up.

It stands to reason that the dead should be buried, but Baiyanlou preserved He Chenyou's body.With the advanced technology in this world, it is very easy to preserve corpses.

Others knew about Baiyanlou's idea, but no one dared to persuade him.

Baiyanlou sneered and said to He Chenyou: "Don't you just want to leave me? I won't let you do what you want."

So he moved the equipment for preserving the corpse into his own house, and stayed with the corpse day and night.

Although He Chenyou died, the formula left behind is in the hands of Baiyanlou, and his position in the base is more stable.

The new formula can [-]% transform ordinary people into supernatural beings, and the government's attitude towards white salt is also more tolerant—who doesn't want to become supernatural beings.

Baiyanlou was well aware of the joints, and did not produce this medicine. He didn't need so many supernatural beings, he just needed to keep them firmly in his hands.

White salt began to invade the top forces in the world, and potions were hard currency.

In the original world, he became a god in Baiyan Tower, and in this world he stepped onto the altar step by step, but the method he used was much gentler.

If Baiyanlou didn't read what was written on the last page of the black leather notebook, then his memories of He Chenyou are probably all good.

However, when Baiyanlou finally calmed down from the great grief and looked at the notebook again, he almost tore it up.

The last page of the notebook is filled with dense names.

At first glance, these names are all from the base, and all of them are men.

There is a number behind each name, and Baiyanlou didn't understand what these numbers meant at first, until one day, he went to the bathroom with one of them.

The two unzipped their trousers, and Bai Yanlou glanced in that person's direction.

Just this one glance made Baiyanlou suddenly realize, and then almost bombarded the whole base—the end of He Chenyou's notebook actually recorded the sizes of most of the men in the base, Baiyanlou went crazy, if it wasn't for the last trace Reasonably, he might kill everyone in the base.

He Chenyou lied to himself that his supernatural ability was not clairvoyance at all, but the most unacceptable perspective for Baiyanlou.

For the buddy who went to the bathroom with Baiyanlou, that day was nothing short of a nightmare.

He saw his boss turned his head and glanced at his little brother, and then suddenly went into a rage and blew up the toilet. If he didn't run fast, he might have died there.

Baiyanlou stood on top of the ruins, zipped up his trousers with a gloomy face, and then returned to the house, staring at He Chenyou's body and yelling curses.

He Chenyou's face was still peaceful, and Bai Yanlou even seemed to see a smile on the corner of his mouth.

On that day, chickens and dogs jumped in Baiyan.

No one knew what happened to their boss, Baiyanlou, why he got angry when he saw someone.

Baiyanlou is really about to explode, his memory is extraordinary, so he can clearly remember all the content written by He Chenyou in the notebook.

Someone said hello to Baiyanlou, when Baiyanlou turned his head and saw his face, a thought popped up in his mind: Sixteen.

Baiyan Tower: "..."

The man was frightened by Baiyanlou's fierce eyes, and said, "Bai, Boss Bai, what's wrong with you?"

Baiyanlou smiled: "It's okay."

That person: "..."

Baiyanlou: When I think about this person being seen by He Chenyou, I feel like cutting off that part of him.

The man's crotch was cold—he didn't know why his crotch was cold, and he hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Bai, Boss Bai, I have something else to do, so let's go first." After he finished speaking, he slipped away and ran quickly up.

Bai Yanlou looked at his back and narrowed his eyes, he thought, He Chenyou must have seen this person's butt too...

All in all, the data left by He Chenyou almost destroyed Baiyan.

Fortunately, the Baiyan Building in this world is not the extreme ability user in the original world line. He forced himself to calm down and did not use his ability to clean the entire base.

But even though he didn't do this, Baiyanlou rehearsed this matter countless times in his heart. During that time, he saw that everyone was full of murderous intent, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken, and he was afraid that he would be provoked.

Bai Yanlou said to He Chenyou: "You can, torture me like this even after death."

He Chenyou's face was serene.

Baiyanlou said, "I'm so angry that I'm going to die."

He Chenyou remained silent.

Baiyanlou said, "I'm so sad that I'm going to die."

He took a breath and said in a low voice: "Come back, you're back, you can do whatever you want." Even if your ability is clairvoyance, I don't blame you, you can go wherever you want.

However, He Chenyou had already gone to the place he most wanted to go, and Baiyanlou couldn't reverse life and death after all.

Some people are gone, but life still has to go on.

Everyone noticed the changes in Baiyan Tower, but they were unable to change them.

Baiyanlou is still rational, he develops Baiyan rationally, and controls everything rationally.

Wang Yanzi's child is six years old, which is a lively age. In recent years, there have been many newborns in the base. Some of them have supernatural powers, and some don't, but they are all the most precious resources in Baiyan.

Wang Yanzi lived with guilt.She always felt that if she had paid more attention to He Chenyou at that time, then he would not have died alone.

Wang Yanzi's husband persuaded her, saying that so what if she finds out, genotype hemolytic disease is terminally ill, and she will have to leave sooner or later.

Wang Yanzi said: "But it can be later..."

Her husband said: "But are you sure he wants to leave later?" The treatment methods used in the later stage of hemolytic disease are extremely painful, and many people want to give up.

But if Baiyanlou knew about He Chenyou's illness, how could he agree to let He Chenyou give up his life.Even if over-treatment, Baiyanlou will not let He Chenyou leave easily.

Wang Yanzi lowered her head, she said, "I can't let it go."

So the husband didn't persuade her anymore, but just sighed and patted her head.

Wang Yanzi was not the only one who couldn't let go.

As the position in the Baiyan Tower got higher and higher, more and more people surrounded him.

It was stuffed into his room a few times, but generally this kind of person would feel a little uncomfortable when they found a dead body in the room of Baiyan Building.

Baiyanlou didn't chase these people away, just lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa chatting with them.

"I still dream about him a lot after he's gone," he said.

The little boy who was sent had an ugly expression on his face. He forced a smile and said, "Mr. Bai is really in love."

Bai Yanlou said: "That's right, he said the same thing. He came last night, and when I opened my eyes, I saw him standing by the bed."

The little boy couldn't help but laugh.

Bai Yanlou said: "The appearance has changed a bit, that is, his face has turned white and his pupils have disappeared, but I still like him."

The little boy's smile froze completely. He felt that the room was a bit chilly, and even the Baiyan Building, which was supposed to be pleasing to the eye, became a little ghostly.

Bai Yanlou said: "The hands and feet are also a little swollen, and the nails have fallen off... But it doesn't matter." His tone was so lingering, as if he had seen his dead lover with his own eyes.

The little boy's legs were a little weak, and he didn't even dare to look in the direction of Baiyanlou.

Baiyanlou said: "So you want to stay with me tonight?"

"I won't bother Mr. Bai anymore." The little boy hurriedly left, saying, "Goodbye!"

Baiyanlou held a cigarette, watched him leave in a hurry, and then smiled mockingly.

"He Chenyou, look, they are all afraid of you." Bai Yanlou said, "But I am not afraid, even if you become a ghost, you will definitely be easy to bully."

"But I'm tired." Baiyanlou opened the glass and pressed a kiss on He Chenyou's lips, he said, "I'm so tired."

He Chenyou was still the same as when he left, with a serene face and a calm expression, as if he would suddenly wake up in a few days.

But Baiyanlou already knew that waking up was just his illusion of He Chenyou, his lover, would never open his eyes again.

In the tenth year since its establishment, White Salt has become a legal supernatural organization in the world.There are tens of thousands of people with supernatural powers in the organization, but because of detailed rules and restrictions, and the number has been limited to a controllable range, not only did not cause panic, but they got along harmoniously with the people.

Baiyanlou began to gradually hand over his affairs, and faded out of Baiyan.

Two years later, Baiyanlou disappeared.

When Baiyan discovered that Baiyanlou was missing, there was a wave of panic. Some people wondered whether Baiyan would cause civil turmoil because of this, but after a while, they found out that Baiyanlou had already arranged everything before leaving. alright.

He left a letter to everyone, and there was only one sentence in the letter: I'm leaving, don't look for me.

So far, no one has seen Baiyanlou again, and he has become a legend in the Baiyan organization.

Wang Yanzi knew that Baiyanlou was gone. She had two children, and the youngest one was just four years old this year.

When she heard the news, her expression was very flat, saying that he might have wanted to leave a long time ago, but he didn't let go.

Someone asked him what he said he didn't let go.

Wang Yanzi said: "I haven't let go of everything I've lived with He Chenyou."

It was not He Chenyou who finally woke up from the long dream, but Baiyanlou.

He finally realized that life without He Chenyou was just a nightmare, and now, he was about to wake up from this dream.