Three and a half years ago.

Hospital building.

heavy rain.

In front of the ward.

The day before Yu Rongshi was incorporated.

"Her condition has stabilized. Fortunately, she was just overly frightened and drowned." The woman sitting next to him said, "Let me introduce you again. This is not the first time we have met. I am the secretary of Bureau Du. You

You can call me Qiu Yue."

She wears glasses, a ponytail, and a white windbreaker. Her appearance is ordinary.

"The department we belong to is responsible for handling unusual incidents like yours." Her style was very cold, not as enthusiastic as the previous lobbyists. "Like this time."

Lower your head when speaking.

"I came too late." He gritted his molar teeth and said, "I should have come earlier. I didn't know that the 'hero' who would eventually fight back would be so crazy..."

The woman glanced at him but said nothing.

Time passed by, and there were only two of them in the gray corridor. Finally, someone came out.

"She said she wanted to see you."

Yu Rongshi nodded and entered. The woman wearing glasses did not hinder him. Her eyes under the lenses watched him enter the ward, lowering her head and continuing to stare at the phone.

five minutes.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

…

Yu Rongshi saw the girl sitting blankly on the bed.

There were bruises on her neck, which were the marks left by the man on her neck before he died. When he saw these marks, Yu Rongshi clenched his teeth a little tighter.

He still came too late.

He blamed himself harshly.

He was too slow to discover the story happening in this corner. It was too late to establish trust, and the girl was too wary. It was too late to make up a story, so he could only tell her the truth in a hurry...

What he finally did was to skip his work, rush there in a hurry, and rescue her from the male protagonist at the beach...

"I guarantee you, that man won't have a chance to escape," he said.

"Yu Rongshi." He heard the girl's voice.

Repeated again: "You are Yu Rongshi."

"Um."

Yu Rongshi raised his eyes. Suddenly, he realized that the girl he rescued didn't look at him with a look of relief or gratitude.

…

The hysterical shouting continued. The woman pulled Yu Rongshi out of the ward.

"...If I can't trust him, why do you think I can trust you?!"

"If he is playing with me, why can't I think that I have the same abilities as him... In my opinion, you are a person with the same abilities as him... and you won't play with me?"

"You are all monsters, the same monsters!"

"You are also a monster. Why do you tell me that without you, he would not have become... like that?"

…

"Sit down." The woman led him to sit next to the vending machine. "What would you like to drink... Some people are meant to die."

Her voice was almost cold. Yu Rongshi suddenly looked up at her.

The woman turned her back to him and said as if talking to herself: "Everyone has his own position in life. It doesn't matter the 'male protagonists', the supporting characters, me, or you, it's all the same."

"..."

"Or do you want to talk about philosophy? Then let's talk about philosophy. Do you think that if you eliminate these 'male protagonists', no new 'male protagonists' will be born? Even if there is no 'script' you mentioned, there will still be bullying

Hiding from the top and bullying the weak.”

"In fact, everyone has a script in their mind. The person they like is the poor persecuted 'heroine'. The opposite of the 'heroine', and even the supporting character who is involved from the side, is the one they want to arrange everything.

Rumors are just cannon fodder for those who want to be killed."

"What is your purpose of eliminating the 'male protagonist'? To save the world? But does the world need your rescue? Have you ever thought about instinctively seeking the difference between the 'protagonist' and the 'supporting role' and building a thin script world in your mind?

, is everyone’s instinct. Everything you seek is anti-human.”

"You can't understand why, can you. Because everyone seeks a simpler life. Simple, simple, no need to spend an extra thirty seconds or a minute on each person to understand them... So you really think you

Are you helping ordinary people and seeking justice for them? For example, just like now-"

The woman took out two cans of Coke from the vending machine: "In her eyes, you'd better be a villain. This will make her more comfortable - don't argue with me, I know you are not a 'villain'."

"...I don't want to argue with you about anything about myself. You can understand me however you want." Yu Rongshi's voice was hoarse, "I left too late."

"It's not a matter of sooner or later," the woman said. "It's impossible to gain their trust because you are a superpower and you are not them. People who betray their own class cannot be trusted by others."

A class that understands and trusts. Just like Chi Xu."

"Moreover, if everyone is used to living in this world, are you, the one who breaks their lives, just a disruptor who creates chaos?"

Silence when talking about Rong.

"I thought you were here to recruit me as well." He said softly.

"In a sense, it is. Because we don't have members like you who are capable, are not affected by the influence of heaven, and do not affect other people very much." She said.

"There are no 'members like me'?" Yu Rongshi said eloquently, "Because they are unwilling to give up their own power, right?"

"...more than that," the woman said.

The rain was heavy. The crying deep in the corridor gradually died out. Yu Rongshi said:

"...More than anything."

silence.

"What did those people say to you? Contribution to society, contribution to stability? Enforcer of justice? Or a compensator who feels guilty for not shouldering an obligation as big as his ability?" The woman slowly said

Said, "Find your own position and see what others see you as."

"..."

"I'm not going to tell you those high-sounding things," the woman said.

"...What are you going to say?" Yu Rongshi said.

He felt very tired. The sound of rain, wind, hysteria, and the name "Chi Xu" mentioned repeatedly in his ears. All the talents he was emphasized were like a curse that he should not get. Perfect,

But every word seems like someone is roaring about his debt to the world.

And he should bear it as he should.

But he didn't understand why he was so tired this time.

"Don't you understand?" the woman said, "We are the department that handles abnormal accidents."

Sound of wind.

"In our eyes, you are also an abnormal accident."

ACCIDENT.

rather than people.

Thunder finally exploded.

Thunder exploded and lit up the entire sky. Yu Rongshi saw his face in the shining glass.

Still handsome.

But tired and expressionless.

In the eyes of others, is there no difference between him and those "male protagonists"?

At that moment, Yu Rongshi felt that all emotions were far away from him. He was no longer angry, tired, or moved. He seemed to be watching his young self holding a racket and walking for a long time home alone.

It was a long way. And the woman beside him pushed her hair back.

"Excuse me, do you know my life?"

"Poverty, hard work, and toil were the background of my childhood and adolescence. I am not as lucky as you and have so much time to think about love, the world, or destiny. There is a dirt road in disrepair near my home.

If you shout there, there will never be any response."

"This is our life, this is the world we see. So, when those people sit in an air-conditioned room, they use theories, books, and famous quotes from Camus or Dostoevsky to explain their ideological framework.

, I don’t feel anything when I use scriptures to understand my life.”
To be continued...