Chapter 43:

What is not in fate, cannot be touched, and what is in fate, cannot escape.
The words of the people around seemed to give Zhang Man goose bumps.
At this moment, she thought of Li Wei in a ghostly manner. She desperately suppressed the panic in her heart and took out her mobile phone to call him.
But on the other side came a cold and mechanical female voice.
"Hello, the number you dialed has been turned off, please call again later."
She beat it again without giving up, still shutting down.
Maybe it is, no battery? Or is it because you are studying and afraid of being interrupted?
Impossible, just now he said he was going to send her home, but she said he agreed to come back by herself.
Before she left, he told her to remember to call him when she got home.
Heart-piercing cries, the buzzing of police cars, the howling of the wind... Zhang Man's heart was pounding, she turned and walked out of the crowd, walking faster and faster, and finally even started trotting.
She reached out at the door and stopped a car, and said eagerly: "Master, go to Wancheng Seaview."
She has to go back to him.
After sitting on the seat, she realized that she was trembling all the time.
Sometimes, when the nightmare comes, people always have a touch.
When he got downstairs at Li Wei's house, Zhang Man hurried upstairs in the elevator and rang the doorbell of his house.
Unfortunately, there was no response for a long time.
Zhang Man's heart squatted and told her instinctively that something went wrong.
She frantically rang the doorbell, slapped the door hard from time to time, and shouted: "Li Wei, open the door, I am Manman!"
On the way she ran, she sucked too much cold wind, her throat was congested and painful, and her voice was a hundred times hoarse than usual.
After about ten minutes, the boy finally opened the door.
The moment the door opened, Zhang Man knew that her intuition had been verified.
Something happened to him.
Before she left, his house was completely different. On the floor of the restaurant, the tables and chairs fell across the ground, and the fragments of a few glasses were very eye-catching; the pillows that were originally arranged on the sofa were scattered all over the place. Around, one was even thrown on the windowsill.
But what is even more frightening is what the boy looks like at the moment.
His home clothes were very wrinkled, the top two buttons were torn off, revealing hideous threads, and there were a few shocking scratches on the exposed neck and collarbone.
It seems that I just experienced a fight.
He stepped on the floor barefoot, his eyes flushed, and dense, dry bloodshot eyes covered his eyes.
He bit his lower lip so hard that he even bit out blood, but he didn't seem to notice it at all. In his eyes he looked at her, no longer the gentleness and eagerness of the afternoon, but a constantly changing expression, cruel, violent, panic, and collapse--compared to the appearance of losing control, he was now , More like a beast facing extreme danger, with its tail raised, its claws and fangs showing up, and it is ready to fight.
Zhang Man's heart "cocked", she already had a bad feeling.
"Li Wei, what's wrong with you?"
Seeing that it was her, the boy was silent for a while, and put away the frightening violent breath on him.
He pulled her in, closed the door, and looked at her carefully, as if trying to distinguish all the details on her face.
After a while, he stretched out his hand and carefully stroked her face, so light as if he was afraid of breaking the precious jade.
"Manman, are you real? You are what I came up with, right? You, like my mother and the others, I came up with, right?"
His voice trembled uncontrollably, hoarse and dry, like a dying person, the last gasp.
He looked at the girl in front of him seriously, and there was a corner in his heart that was completely broken.
He could not accept it.
It is really unacceptable.
Janet is fake, Nick is fake, and even his vines are fake.
He once hugged this girl tightly on the dark playground and kept calling her name. He once circled her in the narrow passage of the hotel and kissed her eagerly and indulgently. He had opened his eyes in the darkness, stayed up all night, and covered her with quilts again and again.
The fallen leaves they stepped on together, the snow they stepped on together, and the sea they saw together, how could they be fake.
How could his favorite vine be fake? She was his medicine to drive the night away from now on, and the only faith he believed in his heart, how could it be fake.
His world, his beliefs, at this moment, suddenly collapsed.
If she is fake, how can she live if he can do it?
The boy looked straight at the girl in front of him like that, his throat rolled, but he couldn't say a word. He can only be like a wounded lone animal, crying in disintegration in the dark world that only he knows.
Zhang Man has already burst into tears.
She didn't know what happened, but she knew, he probably realized it.
Realized that he had been paranoid for so many years, realized that his mother and Nick were fake. And, just like in his previous life, he was so confused that he couldn't tell what was true and what was false.
He even thought that she had come out of his delusion.
In Zhang Man's heart, there was a boundless panic at this moment.
What is not in fate, cannot be touched, and what is in fate, cannot escape.
He went around, still stepping into the dark vortex.
She suddenly began to wonder, what can her rebirth change? Obviously some time ago, he had stopped thinking about those illusory people. Obviously, after he was with her, his condition gradually stabilized.
She thought she was his medicine, but she did not expect that fate made a huge joke with her.
His outburst was even earlier than his previous life.
He can't escape.
"Li Wei, look at me, I am real, I am Manman."
With tears, Zhang Man gently patted the boy on the shoulder, caressing his face indiscriminately, trying to comfort him.
However, the young man's eyes became more and more hollow, and the whole person slowly calmed down.
He even smiled lightly at her.
What they said is not wrong.
He is a lunatic like his father.
However, the girl in front of him is so beautiful, like an angel that does not exist in the world.
How could he think that angels belong to him? Like him, someone who is rejected by everyone.
Zhang Man saw that he didn't react, so he rushed forward and kissed him passionately. It seems that only a kiss can vent her eagerness.
Her voice trembled, and her kiss was filled with salty tears: "Li Wei, if you don't believe me, kiss me. Feel it, am I real."
Her lips were soft and warm, burning the last trace of reason in the teenager's body.
His body stiffened, and before his mind could react, his body had already reacted. He raised his hand to hug her, pushed her against the door, and kissed frantically.
No more tenderness and lingeringness, he sucked her lips without pity, bit her lips gently, indulging in this vain without restraint.
Even if it is false, he also wants to keep this untrue falsehood.
Zhang Man has never felt this kind of him, like a violent storm, like a drowning man trying his best to grab the last straw.
His kiss gave her a hint of pain and even a hint of blood on the tip of her tongue.
But she didn't let go. She held him firmly, kissed him tenderly, and frankly made him feel the truest self.
But the boy seemed not satisfied with this.
He densely kissed her on the cheek, ears, and buried his head on her neck, gently chewing. With his hands pressed to the sides, he took off her heavy down jacket and unbuttoned the two top buttons of her even more inch.
His movements were trembling, but when he saw her white and delicate collarbone, he collapsed to a halt.
The young man staggered back and squatted on the ground, holding his head and wailing in pain.
Li Wei, you are just rubbish. She is your angel.
Zhang Man felt uncomfortable and squatted down, gasping with tears.
She didn't even know how to prove the authenticity of this world. She doesn't know how to prove that she herself is real.
She remembered her previous life, the boy whose worldview collapsed. For him, the collapse of the world outlook was an irresistible storm for him who existed alone in this world, and it was enough to destroy all cognition and persistence.
She worried that he would become like that in his previous life.
Zhang Man looked out the window of the living room, the snow was full, and there was a sense of despair before the end.
She suddenly wiped away her tears and took the young man's hand.
"Boyfriend, I will take you to see the world, OK?"
As she said, she took a coat and put on him from the door, put on shoes for him, and pulled him out.
On the streets, heavy snow flies, even in this kind of weather, there is no shortage of pedestrians returning home at night in the city.
She took the boy with hollow eyes and strode aimlessly on the street.
The cold wind blew their hair, and snowflakes fell on their hands.
She held up a snowflake and put it in front of the boy's eyes.
"Look, this is snow."
She led him through the shining street lamps.
She pointed at one of them: "This is a street lamp. It illuminates the darkness at night. It is the night watchman of the city."
The look in the young man's eyes gradually became less empty and confused as he had just looked at the street lamp with dim and soft light, and he didn't speak.
Zhang Man bit his lip, not enough, still not enough.
She took him and continued to walk forward. The wind and snow were full of them, and they passed through the criss-crossing streets of the city. The huge city did not cease operations because of the wind and snow. It has long been prepared to meet the trials of nature after another.
At the noisy traffic lights, a few pedestrians hugged their heads against the wind and snow, and hurried; a bus full of passengers honked the harsh horns, grabbed the two-second green light, and rushed across the road.
"These are people coming home from get off work."
"This is the bus..."
"This is the shop..."
"This is the busiest bar in the city, with the strongest wine and the hottest dance..."
She introduced it to him sentence by sentence, as if to spread the world out, tear it apart, and show him.
Zhang Man looked at the boy next to him, his eyes reflected the feasting of the city at night.
Still not enough.
In this vast and great world, in addition to the traces of the existence of human society, there are boundless and magnificent natural scenery.
Zhang Man took the young man's hand and ran like crazy in the cold snow.
When they stopped again, there was an empty beach in front of them, the sea roaring in the snowstorm.
Facing the sea, Zhang Man shouted loudly and firmly: "Li Wei, look, this is the sea, the most mysterious and widest sea. Have you heard it? The sea is ebbing, and that is the sound of waves. I was here once. , I sang a song to you, and you drew a whole piece of roses for me on this beach."
...
"The spring beach is suitable for walking. Couples and family members play here..."
"When the tide is low in summer, people will dig scallops and oysters with baskets and small spades."
"Autumn and winter will be like today, with a strong sea breeze."
"Unfortunately, we can't see it today. On an ordinary clear night, the sky above this sandy beach will be covered with fine stars. It is your favorite star and the universe."
She turned around and looked into his eyes.
"Will you believe me? Don't be afraid, this world, this snow, this sandy beach under your feet, this sea in front of you, including me, are all real."
At this moment, she gently and tenderly hugged him, buried her head on his chest, and let the tears gush out.
The expression of the teenager finally broke at this moment. The one he loved used the most awkward and crudest method to try his best to wake him up.
This world is vast and magnificent, full of rich and true details.
The mottled paint shedding on the signs of the street shops, the hurried look on the faces of passersby, every strand of her hair flying in the wind and snow...everything, he could not simply imagine.
He thought, he believed it.
The sea roaring fiercely in the snowstorm, the golden sandy beach wet by the waves, and the cold snowflakes falling on him, the soft and warm girl in his arms.
It really exists.
Not the vain that frightened him.
The corners of the young man's lips were bent and wept in embarrassment.