Chapter 45 Section 8

Unexpected departure, precise time and space collision. A weird gust of wind blows, and a red parachute from 2042 lands at the North Pole in 2020. On the frozen land thousands of miles away, there are two people who cannot help but meet. "You...you are..." Xiaolin Qunzhi was astonished. "Yes, I am yourself, and you are me twenty-two years ago." Old Lin Qunzhi smiled, embracing his young and frightened self: "Let's talk about these things later, we have to continue on our way." The difference in these few lines of dialogue alone means that the future cannot be the same.

My past self has been living in "a life that has already happened once". Now, a new adventure is about to begin. Five hours later, the wind died down. "?" Kobayashi Qunzhi pointed to a nearby low rock wall suitable for simple camping. "En." Lao Lin Qunzhi nodded, it was indeed a good place full of emotions back then. In the tent, there is a pot of fire, and two cups of super-rich, high-calorie hot cocoa. The same long talk all night, the same great enthusiasm for myself. "It's really great to meet you here." Kobayashi Qunzhi cried out excitedly: "In the next twenty-two years, I will be a man who refuses to give up the goddess."

"Haha! I even forgot that I said such a passionate dialogue!" Lao Lin Qunzhi laughed heartily: "To be able to become the idol of my young self is indeed a worthwhile trip!" The bond between "time" and "life" is really wonderful. How time is constituted by the cause and effect of life, or not simply controlled by the cause and effect of life, no one can understand.Today, Lao Lin Qunzhi is finally one step closer to the answer. However, what happens next is not the same. Ten hours later, the two broke out and made a quick attack, avoiding the inevitable hellish ice crevasse in the backlight.

Fifteen days later, Lao Lin Qunzhi, who was always engrossed, and Xiao Lin Qunzhi, who was full of courage, rushed out of the uninhabited and desperate area and came to the small Eskimo village. For the first time, more than half of the supplies in the equipment were left. "What you think in your heart should be the same as what I think." Xiao Lin Qunzhi ate the long-lost fresh fish soup. "That's right, I have to find the current goddess." Beside the fire, Lao Lin Qunzhi said firmly: "I have a strong premonition that the departure across time will not stop. Maybe the young goddess can't do it now, but I am the last warrior. The ability of the goddess plus my destiny , will surely produce a miracle.”

The two Lin Qunzhi embraced tightly in the igloo. At the same time, they smuggled back to Taiwan, and the two immediately started the equipment needed for the next departure. A few days later, when the goddess' text message arrived, Lin Qunzhi and Lin Qunzhi went all the way to Yonghe's old apartment. It's still the first day of my menstrual period full of power and blood. Kobayashi Qunzhi stood outside the door and let the other self go in alone. Seeing the 31-year-old goddess lying naked on the bed like a splendid flower, Lao Lin Qunzhi, who never cried, couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Thank you." The goddess gently stroked the wrinkles on his face, and kissed away the burning tears on the marks of time. Then, the goddess wept. "Goddess, why are you crying?" Lao Lin Qunzhi held the goddess pitifully. The colorful and heavy makeup on the goddess's face was cut, melted and disintegrated by tears. In the end, the most pure face in the world was left. "Knowing that I am 22 years later, I still haven't given up, I..." Old Lin Qunzhi understood very well, too well. With a strong sense of destiny, he deeply united with the goddess' young body.

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