Gouzi's words were still beyond Xiao Ai's expectation. No matter what, Ye Fei is his cousin. No matter how you say it, there should be this brotherly love in it. And this has already involved his own affairs.

, many innocent people have been implicated, can this person really remain indifferent?

"It seems I was wrong. I always thought you were a kind person like Ye Fei. But your previous actions have proven that you are simply a ruthless person." Xiao Ai said.

"Don't give me a provocation. It's useless. It's not an accident that I'm alive now. Unlike Ye Fei, his life has been smooth and everything is arranged in order. What about me? If I hadn't relied on

With my own methods, why am I sitting here listening to your nonsense?" Gouzi said confidently.

"I understand what you are thinking. What you are complaining about is the unfairness of fate, but have you ever thought about whether Ye Fei is happy?" Xiao Ai asked.

"Of course he is happy. He doesn't have to worry about anything for the rest of his life. Has he ever tried the feeling of being surrounded and hacked by a dozen people? Has he ever felt the despair that I felt when I was alone and helpless?" Gouzi roared.

"He has felt it." Xiao Ai said with certainty.

"You lied to me, and he wouldn't be able to understand it. You don't have to make up so many lies to lie to me. Ye Fei and I have been growing up, and he doesn't have the courage to face everything you said." Gouzi

Seems a little crazy.

Xiao Ai ignored him and continued: "If you think it is a kind of happiness that a person's destiny has been arranged, I can arrange a destiny for you. Do you want to try it? Think about it and answer me.

"

"Hmph, do you have that ability?" Gouzi said disdainfully.

"I don't have it, but people from the organization do. Do you want to try it?" Xiao Ai asked forcefully.

Gouzi was a little flustered now. He just said an angry word, but now he was forced to ride a tiger.

In fact, he was not very eager to obtain the fate that had been arranged for him. After all, the life he had carved out was more enjoyable. Although his life in Beijing was not solid, there were still Lao Chen and Lao Zhao who were very fond of him.

Taking care of the family. Instead of living a dull life, it would be better to live a vigorous and prosperous life for a few years. In his chest, there is a restless heart, and he does not want to be bound by rules and regulations.

"Why didn't you speak?" Xiao Ai asked.

"Nothing, just thinking about something." Gouzi replied.

"I will show you something and tell me your answer after reading it." After that, Xiao Ai took out a notebook and handed it to Gouzi.

"What is this?" Gouzi asked.

"The last thing Ye Fei said to me was not to ask me to avenge him, but to ask me to visit his mother as his daughter-in-law. I went and saw the poor old man. She was very concerned about my appearance.

She acted very calmly and just kept asking me how Ye Fei was doing. I really couldn't bear to tell her the news, so I covered it up with lies, saying that Ye Fei had gone to a very far away place and it would take a long time.

I will come back later. During the time he left, I will often take care of her. Ye Fei's mother is really a very wise woman. She should be able to see through my lies, but she didn't tell the truth and gave me this notebook.

"Son, this is something Ye Fei wrote very early on, recording his feelings about this arranged life. I think you need to read it, maybe it's different from what you think." Xiao Ai said.

.

"Ye Fei's notebook?" Gouzi said and started to look through it.

There were a few big words written on the first page of the notebook, and Gouzi recognized them as Ye Fei's ugly note: Destiny arranged.

Then scroll down and start entering the main text.

"When I was very young, the old man was a good role model. He came to the county alone and made a breakthrough. Then he walked to higher places, and finally arrived in Beijing, a place that many people yearn for. What the old man is most proud of is

That's his achievement, after drinking too much

, would often pull me to talk about some of the difficulties he faced when he was struggling. My grandfather, his father was an out-and-out farmer and could not give him much help. He often needed to start his own business.

I spent a lot of time accumulating contacts, experience, etc.

When he was struggling, my mother was the person who gave him the greatest support. She silently shouldered all the burdens of life and raised me up. Sometimes my father felt that he owed me too much, so

As a matter of course, I used my power to arrange my elementary school, junior high school, high school and even university.

In this way, actually when I was very young, I knew what path I wanted to take in the future. Everything that happened later was just following the old man's script. To be honest, this kind of life made me feel too much

It's boring. No matter which teacher I am, they all treat me differently. Under the old man's boast, they all think that I am a malleable talent. But under these pressures, it is difficult for me to devote myself to learning. Then

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Everything finally came to an end when I took the college entrance examination. The old man looked at my disastrous results and remained silent for a long time. I knew that I had disappointed him very much, but I was also very sad because all this was not me.

What I wanted to give him in return. Everything has become a reality, and there seems to be not much I can change.

Finally, I entered a very ordinary school and started to mess around. After a few years of dawdling in college, the old man got me into a company through connections. I stayed there for many years. In fact, when I was in high school, I

I told other classmates that I knew how things would go in the next few years, but none of them believed it. Now the facts have given me strong support, but those friends who used to talk about everything, all

has left me.

Everyone has their own life, but I don’t think I have it. It seems that when I grow up to this age, everything is arranged by people, and there is no distraction of my own. When I was in school, it was three o’clock and one line every day.

A life without dreams or desires. Some are just numb, and some are just obedient. However, all of this turned into rebellion and disappointment in the end.

They molded me into a role model. My uncles often praised me in front of their sons and asked them to learn from me. But I really felt that I had nothing for them to learn from, not even my own ideas.

What is there to learn from people like me? Since then, I rarely speak because I feel that too many people don’t understand me and don’t know what my pursuit is.

Naturally, I also vaguely felt that the relationship between us brothers began to become estranged as I became indifferent. Later, when I went to Beijing, the contact became less and the relationship became dispensable. The old man was in the county seat.

I am still considered a top person, but it means nothing in Beijing. After graduating from college, I have to run around for a living every day. Many of my previous thoughts have become numb. If I could let the old man arrange my destiny again,

, I would rather I could live a little more relaxedly.

Now the old man's health is getting worse day by day, and he is unable to do many things. I am the only man in the family who has the ability to make money, so it is time to carry this burden on my shoulders. I never thought about it before,

There would be such great pressure, I really don’t know how the old man could bear it back then.

Although I gritted my teeth and ran around every day and spent a lot of money, the old man's condition did not improve. He was also stubborn and refused to continue treatment. He wanted to give the remaining money to his mother for her old age. He

He kept apologizing to me, saying that he shouldn't have arranged my fate and made me lose myself in life.

But now I don’t blame him. After all, he gave birth to me and raised me for so many years. The deep love between father and son, how can this little thing erase it? Now I write these things just as a commemoration. I don’t like it.

A well-arranged life, but I don’t hate the father who created all this. I just hope that he can feel my care as a son when he is dying."

"That's all?" Gouzi asked.

"Yes, it's very plain, very messy stuff." Xiao Ai said.

"Yeah, I haven't experienced that kind of arranged life. Maybe it's not as good as I imagined." Gouzi said with emotion.

"Maybe you don't know yet, but Ye Fei's father has actually passed away." Xiao Ai said.

This news really shocked Gouzi. He thought that his father's death was the most unfortunate news. He didn't expect that his uncle would also die in such an unknown way. Two elders of the Ye family left at once. I don't know.

What happened to the remaining two uncles?

"Is my remaining uncle okay?" Gouzi asked.

"They are fine, because in your family, only Ye Fei and you have a contract in their blood. As long as you cooperate, the people in the organization will not harm them. But if you don't cooperate, then I can't guarantee anything.

." Xiao Ai said.

"Who are you helping? Ye Fei, or your so-called organization." Gouzi asked.

"Whether I am alive or dead, I am Ye Fei's person. But if I want to avenge Ye Fei, I must exist in the organization. Do you understand what I mean?" Xiao Ai said.

"In other words, you are actually an undercover agent, right?" Gouzi has come into contact with police informants before. This kind of person is the most annoying and often does bad things.

"It can be said that putting you here for training is also an arrangement of the organization. All your actions are under their control." Xiao Ai said.

"Were those villagers killed by people from the organization? And my mother was also killed by people from the organization?" Gouzi asked tremblingly.

"Yes, but you'd better not tell others that I told you this, otherwise you and I will be killed." Xiao Ai reminded Gouzi.
Chapter completed!