Grudge Breaker

Chapter 156 The Well of Time (Part )
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The original plan to return to Si Chen's Mansion had to be postponed because Song Weichen had not woken up for three days.

In the past three days, Zhuang Yuheng had tried his best. Apart from the unsolvable mark of her previous life, her recent injuries were actually no longer a problem.

She couldn't wake up because her soul resisted reality and eventually left her body.
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In the world of sleep, living souls are forbidden to enter the Santu River.

This means that Song Weichen's soul has been wandering around for the past three days. If she encounters a soul-eating beast, her soul will be eaten and she will become a living dead who can never wake up again. The situation is extremely dangerous.

If Gu Cangyue appeared, maybe her soul consciousness would return automatically. Unfortunately, he seemed to have disappeared from the world for three days, and there was no response to the targeted messages sent by Mo Tingfeng and Zhuang Yuheng.

It was late at night on the third day, and there was a full moon. The chances of the Soul-eating Beast appearing were greatly increased, and we really couldn't delay it any longer.

After the two discussed it, Zhuang Yuheng could only use Mo Tingfeng's thousand-year obsession with Sang Pu as a guide, and he lit a "soul-inducing candle" on her bedside with a solemn expression.

This is the last resort, it is to light a lamp for the lost soul to return home. If she cannot wake up before the soul-drawing candle burns out, everything will be lost.

The candlelight reflected Song Weichen's face, flickering indistinctly, making her face unreal.
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Song Weichen thought he was dead.

At this moment, she was caught in a long queue with people in front and behind, with no end or end visible, walking slowly on a narrow wooden bridge that was less than 60 centimeters wide but stretched for an unknown number of kilometers. All heading in the same direction.

"Well of Time?"

Except for Song Weichen, everyone else on the narrow bridge had no reaction to her, either because they couldn't see her or because they didn't care.

Under the narrow bridge is a vast expanse of water, shrouded in mist and glowing with blue light, which is indescribably weird.

The people in front stopped leaving for some reason, and the team came to a standstill. This situation has happened several times. Will Naihe Bridge also implement "traffic control"? Song Weichen sighed and simply sat down, looking at the orange light spots in trance.

She looked surprised when she saw Sang Pu smiling and staring at her and nodding.

"Can you see me?" Song Weichen couldn't help but test.

...Sang Pu? !
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In a moment, Sang Pu was in front of her, only a foot away from the narrow bridge. He was sitting on the long handle of a lantern. The lantern emits orange light, enveloping her like a ball of light. .

Her eyebrows were clear, unlike the faces of the people on the bridge, whose faces were covered with a layer of fog.

Song Weichen wanted to say that she had died a long time ago. In the cramped attic in the backyard of her uncle's house, she was buried with the blood-soaked kite on the wall.

I always thought that the Naihe Bridge was a small arched wooden bridge. Who would have thought that it was so amazing?

"This is not the Naihe Bridge, but the Well of Time."

There were men, women, old and young around Song Weichen, but they couldn't see their faces clearly, no one spoke, and they were all lifeless.

Upon closer inspection, it looks familiar.

When the lantern and soul-inducing candle is lit, Song Weichen's soul consciousness will be summoned into the well of time, but she doesn't know it.

"Why are you at Naihe Bridge? Shouldn't you have..."

It's just that Po Meng who was making the soup was missing. Now she was eager to drink a bowl of it and leave her behind. There were some people whose names she couldn't think of. When she thought of them, she still felt heartbroken even if she had already turned into a ghost.
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Um?what is that?
She clearly saw an orange light spot dimly lit up far away in the water, emitting a warm light and slowly approaching.

Although the waters were strange and strange, the orange light was inexplicably reassuring and not scary at all - not to mention that Song Weichen thought that she was a little ghost now, and she was afraid that she could only make others afraid of her.

She was used to chattering, but she felt that she was going crazy with boredom at the moment, and she didn't know how long she would have to walk like this.

"Even if you are dead, there is no room for you to be picky. Just follow the crowd." Song Weichen said to himself.

The reason why she was so sure that she was dead was actually because every four to five hundred meters on this narrow bridge, two words were engraved in ancient Chinese on the wooden boards of the bridge: Naihe.

Gradually she saw it clearly, it was clearly...clearly a woman.

Song Weichen thought to himself, what is that? Why does it sound like a dungeon copy of the game?
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"Don't comfort me in disguise, I know I'm dead."

Song Weichen was sitting on the narrow bridge, with his two calves dangling outside the bridge.

She knew that she was overcome with grief for a moment after losing Gu Cang Yue.

I just didn't have time to say goodbye and apologize to Mo Tingfeng.

She pointed to the word "Naihe" vaguely visible on the bridge not far away, "This is obviously the Naihe Bridge."

Sang Pu smiled and shook his head.

"What you can do is not what you can do, but it means 'knowing that there is nothing you can do about it, and accepting it as if it were your fate'. It means that people should calmly accept the arrangements of fate."

Sang Pu explained to her patiently.

"You are not dead. The Well of Time is a place where there is no birth or death, and everything exists here."
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Hearing Sang Pu's words, Song Weichen was confused. She had been following the crowd. There was only water and bridges around her. There was no "everything" anywhere.

"Look at these people around you, what do you think they are?" Sang Pu asked her.

"them?"

Song Weichen looked around, everyone's face was unclear, "Maybe they are all new brats like me?"

Sang Pu smiled and shook his head.

"Each of them is you." "Including me, I am also you. To be precise, we are all 'limited you' reincarnated within the scope of 'infinite time'."
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"Tsk, the complexity of your speech is really comparable to Bingtuozi! But I'm still very happy that we can finally talk. I've wanted to see you for a long time."

Hearing this, Sang Pu glanced at the orange lantern, and Song Weichen followed her gaze. Perhaps it was an illusion, but the lantern seemed to have become darker.

"I still have some time, and I also want to chat with you."

Sang Pu paused, "I guess you want to ask me, does your liking Mr. Mo have anything to do with me?"

The ice and snow are like mulberry trees, which hits the nail on the head.

This was indeed one of Song Weichen's long-standing knots. She looked at her expectantly and waited for an answer.

Sang Pu pondered for a moment, "Don't you think that the fact that you asked this question just proves that you already like him?"

Her words made Song Weichen wake up the dreamer.

yes! If you don't like it, you won't care about it and figure out who it is for and why it arises.

For example, after losing his memory this time, he clearly didn't remember Mo Tingfeng or what happened to Sang Pu, but he still unconsciously wanted to get close to her, and even made up a child in his mind.

After regaining the ability to speak, the first thing he called out was his name - if he didn't completely rely on and trust him, how could he dare to jump from the twenty-fourth floor.

"so……"

Song Weichen smiled bitterly, "So you became my excuse to waver between two men, right?"

Sang Pu smiled, "I don't mind being an excuse for you to be undecided. I am familiar with Mr. Mo, so I think another man who can affect your mood will be good."
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Speaking of Gu Cang Yue, Song Weichen's expression dimmed.

"His name is Gu Cangyue, and he is the best boyfriend in the world, but I hurt him and cheated on him, promised to marry him but then went back on my word, and even in front of him... he left me without saying goodbye. I deserve it. I’m so sad that he’s gone, and I feel like there’s no point in living.”

"But on the other hand, I can't deny that I have fallen in love with Mo Tingfeng. Although he doesn't say it, he has been protecting me silently with his actions. This time he even almost killed me with some kind of injury restriction. I can't I can't marry Cang Yue with him in mind."

"Sang Pu, do you think I'm crazy... How can one fall in love with two people at the same time?"
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Song Weichen recalled a novel "Norwegian Wood" that he read a long time ago, in which the male protagonist Watanabe loved both Naoko and Midoriko.

She remembers what Watanabe said about his relationship with the two girls, "When we go boating on a beautiful lake on a sunny day, we will not only feel the blue sky is charming, but also deeply appreciate the beauty of the lake."

When she first saw it when she was young, she only thought that Watanabe was a scumbag, but now she realized that if Mo Tingfeng is the charming blue sky, then Gu Cangyue is the charming lake.

Song Weichen laughed at himself and said, "You didn't expect it, did you? You will be a scumbag a thousand years later. You don't need to dislike me, I even hate myself."
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"If Cang Yue was left behind and Mr. Mo was left, what would you do?" Sang Pu asked her.

"Bingtuozi won't leave. He has the world in his heart and is responsible for important cases. He won't disappear easily. It's just..." Song Weichen thought of the cold look on his face when he deliberately kept a distance from himself.

"It's just that he will treat me like a stranger. Miss Song's scream makes me want to cry for no reason."

Sang Pu did not speak immediately, but looked at Song Weichen for a while before speaking.

"Have you noticed? You naturally feel more secure about Mr. Mo, and you are sure that he will not abandon the world and abandon you for various reasons. You are not worried about not being able to find him, so you are not so afraid of losing. "

"People always pay more attention to people and things that are easy to lose. They are always more afraid of missing out than cherishing what they get. This may be why you care more about Cang Yue."

Sang Pu's words reminded Song Weichen of the concepts of "negativity bias" and "loss aversion" mentioned by the teacher who taught "Evolutionary Psychology" in school. Daily negative events often have a more profound impact on our behavior than positive events.

So when Cang Yue was around, she didn't feel that she was completely panicked as soon as he left. So thinking of Mo Tingfeng is not so painful now, not because she is not afraid of losing compared to Gu Cangyue, but because she believes that he will not leave and will always be by her side?

"So what should I choose? Now I am trying to stand on two sides, and I hate myself for being like this."

Song Weichen looked at Sang Pu for help. She really couldn't tell the difference, hoping someone could give her an answer.
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The lantern dimmed a little more, and the orange light had faded.

"Time is limited, this is for you."

Sang Pu took out a copper plate and handed it to Song Weichen.

Song Weichen weighed the copper plate, "I didn't expect someone as transparent as you would use such a random selection method."

"You're not going to tell me that one side represents Mo Tingfeng and the other side represents Gu Cang Yue. Whichever side comes up after the toss is thrown up, right?"

Sang Pu smiled and nodded, then shook his head.

"You're half right. What's important is not which side is up when it falls, but the moment you throw up the coin - which side do you want to be up?"

"In fact, your choice has already been completed the moment you throw the copper plate high."

That's it!

Song Weichen was stunned for a moment, looked at the coin in his hand, and threw it up in his mind.

She raised her head and stared blankly into the air, "Sang Pu, I can't choose. If you ask me now which side I want the copper plate to face up - I hope it never falls down."
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"Then let the coins fly for a while."

"Actually, the well of time has already given you the answer: know that there is nothing you can do about it, and be at peace with it."

Sang Pu said and moved closer. The lantern became darker and seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

"You don't realize how dangerous you are at this moment. You must come with me now. Once this soul-inducing candle is extinguished, everything here will disappear, including me, and no one can take you back by then."
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Song Weichen was still staring at the sky - the non-existent high-throwing copper plate.

"Sang Pu, I don't want to go back."