Why it never ends

Hestad wanted to argue that the other party might have recognized the wrong person, but he vaguely felt that the name Fann was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.Until the frightening night in Mei County a few months ago suddenly flashed back in her mind, and a smiling face appeared inadvertently——

"My name is Fawn. Come with me. Someone has been looking for you for a long time."

Hesta suddenly recalled everything: Fawn, the mercury needle that once appeared in May County...

"Fan recommended me to be your consultant?"

"Yes." Xiang Hanshan replied, "She was our previous consultant, but her work seems to have changed recently, so she can no longer work with us."

Hesta was silent for a while, "Lin Jiao never told me about this."

"Ha, what did she tell you?"

"She just invited me to share," Hestad looked at the manuscript in Xiang Hanshan's hand, "and said that she would write an outline in advance so that she could take it to discuss with other club members—"

"That's very reasonable." Xiang Hanshan put his hands behind his head, "I'll give you a threshold first and let you work hard to cross it. Wouldn't it be more involved? If I give you a consultant for free, maybe you will feel tired. I won’t do it.”

Only then did Hesta belatedly recall her encounter with Lin Jiao - looking back now, maybe the original encounter was not a complete coincidence...

"...Then why are you telling me this?" Hesta crossed her legs again and turned completely to the person in front of her. "Aren't you the honorary chairman of your society?"

"You will know sooner or later." Xiang Hanshan replied, "It's useless to hide it."

Hesta let out an intriguing low groan and looked into the distance, thoughtfully.

Xiang Hanshan looked at her with some concern. Through her sunglasses, she looked at Hesta's expression, and finally sat up with a guilty conscience, "...you won't really stop because I broke this layer." Come on."

"Come on." Hesta looked at her, "I've prepared the outline, why don't you come."

Xiang Hanshan laughed twice and lay down again, "That's right!"

"...But the consultant is still exempted, and my status is not convenient."

"It's okay," Xiang Hanshan didn't care, "Just pretend you don't know about this. Anyway, Lin Jiao will definitely find a way to get you as a consultant later."

Now it was Hesta's turn to start laughing - she was obviously unlikely to serve as a consultant to any society at this time, especially when this position was related to another mercury needle.The last time she talked with Yu Xuekun, Yu Xuekun had deliberately told her to "never forget her identity as a mercury needle."No matter what Lin Jiao and Xiang Hanshan's club is about, since it involves survival in the wild, she also tends to take the initiative to avoid suspicion, so as not to trigger any strange deduction points...

Hesta looked into the distance, "You seem to be very confident."

"It's okay. The main thing is that everything Lin Jiao wants to do, there is nothing he can't do..." Xiang Hanshan said softly. She paused for a while and suddenly looked at Hesta, "Do you know why?"

"……why."

Xiang Hanshan's eyes suddenly revealed a bit of cunning. She smiled and moved an inch closer to Hesta, "Because she will always be the protagonist of the story - can you understand what I am saying?"

Hesta thought seriously for a while before shaking her head.

"Some people are born to take the protagonist's script," Xiang Hanshan sighed and smiled, "Just like in a game, there are always some people who are players, and some people are NPCs. No matter what your thoughts are now, whether you are willing or not ...When the protagonist takes the script and advances the plot to you, your destined destiny begins - you can't change anything. You can't regain your freedom until the plot that belongs to you is over." Listen to this mysterious and mysterious passage. Hesta frowned slightly.

She thought for a moment and became curious, "...but what if I am also the protagonist."

"...Do you think you are?"

"Not like?"

Xiang Hanshan stood up again and looked at Hesta seriously, "Hey, don't tell me, your hair really makes you look like the chosen one..."

"How did you figure out who the protagonist was?"

This question really touched Xiang Hanshan's interest, and she couldn't help but chuckle, "You really want to know?"

"Ah."

"Actually, it's easy to recognize. You just need to imagine yourself as the creator..." Xiang Hanshan raised his eyes slowly, "Imagine how you, as a creator, would treat your beloved characters..."

After a moment, Xiang Hanshan opened his eyes and looked at Hesta, "Do you have any ideas?"

Hesta still shook her head.

"Hey, let me tell you the truth. I have summarized three standards."

He extended three fingers to Hanshan.

"First of all, her experiences are often closely related to the weather. For example, when she is depressed, it will rain, and when she is angry, there will be a storm on the sea. If she encounters an inner struggle, there will be a burst of lightning and thunder - in short, everything she says and does is... In the eyes of the Creator, all wind, rain, thunder, lightning, all light and shadow in the world...are always prepared for her.

"Secondly, the logic of her life must be very clear, and the cause and effect are extremely clear. Ordinary people will not be like this, because most creators are too lazy to spend time on unimportant people...Only a small number of people, you can spend time on them Clearly feel the important moments they have experienced, because every such moment will leave traces on them - because they are the most beloved works of the Creator.

"The third and most important thing..." Xiang Hanshan stared into Hesta's eyes and whispered softly in a chant-like tone, "Every time, if fate takes something from her, it will definitely happen afterwards. Give her compensation a hundred times and a thousand times - what she gets will always be more than what she loses... Of course, the person involved may not agree with this measurement, but the readers and viewers watching will understand what is going on."

Xiang Hanshan's description came to an end, and she was still recalling the description she just blurted out. These thoughts that had always been in her heart were finally organized into concrete words by her today.She suddenly regretted that she didn't press record before speaking - she was afraid that by the time she returned to the table to write, what she wrote would no longer be as natural as she had just expressed it.

"How do you feel?" She looked at Hesta, "Have you ever found such a person around you?"

"Well," Hestad lowered his eyes slightly, "How should I put it..."

"I'm sure you've seen it before," Xiang Hanshan looked forward, "Of course this kind of life is very good, magnificent, exciting...mostly without regrets, but the price is also heavy."

"You mean they've still lost something?"

"No, I mean, they have lost almost everything," Xiang Hanshan said softly, "because all the protagonists are puppets used by the Creator to express themselves...Only the supporting characters have freedom."