311: Chapter 109 We Can At Least Make a Choice 311: Chapter 109 We Can At Least Make a Choice “Tell me it would change the past?”
Wang Yunxiao hesitated for a moment before he realized, “Does the event from that year involve Time-Space Retrospection?”
Little Gourd gently nodded.
“Does it have something to do with me?”
“Mhm.”
Little Gourd sighed, “Actually, I also couldn’t figure out what happened that year.
It’s only after learning new knowledge in Teacher Liu’s class these days that I’ve gradually come to understand what it was all about.
If it were possible, I would also like to bring my mom and dad back to life.
But…”
“With our current abilities, it’s impossible.”
Wang Yunxiao understood what she meant, if they could control the technique of Time-Space Retrospection, then maybe there would be a possibility to change history.
But reality isn’t a novel, they didn’t have the legendary magical stones that could control time, nor did they have a mad genius scientist who could casually build a time-travel machine in his basement.
Everyone knows that getting into Tsinghua University or Peking University could change one’s fate.
But when it actually came to studying, one would rather pick at dead skin on their feet than solve one extra problem.
They even comfort themselves, thinking how someone who didn’t finish elementary school started working and became an entrepreneur, and now they’re wealthy.
Such is the helpless reality; they are not geniuses.
“I still want to know the truth.”
After pondering for a while, Wang Yunxiao seriously said to Little Gourd, “Regardless of whether we can change history, we should take control of our own fate.”
Little Gourd bit her lip and mustered the courage to say in a low voice, “Actually…
when I said that just now, big brother, you probably guessed already.”
“That day, it was you who told me to call them to the small auditorium.”
“Me?”
A realization dawned on Wang Yunxiao.
“Back then, I…”
“It wasn’t you from that time.”
Little Gourd moved closer to Wang Yunxiao, buried her head in his chest, and choked up quietly, “It was you in the grey military uniform who told me to evacuate everyone, but I was just a child back then, I didn’t understand anything, I couldn’t do anything, my mom and dad thought I had gone crazy, the only thing I could do was to call you out…”
As she spoke, she cried, her tears soaking through the front of Wang Yunxiao’s shirt.
Wang Yunxiao hugged the crying girl, silent.
At that time, she was only twelve years old, who would care about a little girl’s ramblings?
The only ones she could persuade were those kids her age or thereabouts.
In the small auditorium, there weren’t just thirteen kids, but in the end, only thirteen kids survived.
This was the secret she had always buried in her heart and had never told anyone.
Even if she did tell, others might not believe her and might even blame her, considering her a jinx who brought disaster.
Grey military uniform…
that must have been something from many years later, right?
Wang Yunxiao held Little Gourd and comforted her softly, “It’s okay, now I know, and if that day really comes, I will think of a more reliable way.”
But many years later?
Doesn’t that make the Time-Space Retrospection mechanism a bit too chaotic?
Li Mumu, a living person, just disappeared, and I can even return from many years later back to the original time point…
Although it’s said that Time-Space Retrospection inherently doesn’t follow any mechanisms or rules, because it fundamentally relies on exploiting temporal tides.
And temporal tides are apocalyptic natural disasters.
It’s true what they say, but Wang Yunxiao always felt that there might be some connection between the two incidents in the grand scheme of things.
Maybe it was time to have another tutoring session with Nurse Liu that night.
There was no helping it, the theories she talked about were too obscure, and he would basically forget everything that was discussed in class the same day.
It was only later that he could appreciate Teacher Liu’s painstaking efforts.
After revealing the secret, Little Gourd finally let go of her burden.
Her concerns were not unfounded.
In the past, she didn’t understand what was happening and talking about it would have made others disbelieve her.
Now that she knew what was going on, if she mentioned it too early, it was hard to predict what impact it would have on Wang Yunxiao.
Everyone has regrets they wish to rectify, but this world isn’t a story that revolves around one person as the main storyline.
You want him to live, he wants you dead; time-space retrospection is not a wish-granting machine—it can’t fulfill everyone’s desires.
Let alone time-space retrospection, get seven people fighting over a cup, and they’d turn each other’s brains into mush.
“Brother, do you think if we hadn’t gone through what we did back then, we would still have ended up at Qinghe Middle School, learning all this knowledge?”
Little Gourd held Wang Yunxiao’s hand tentatively and asked.
“Don’t ask me such complex philosophical questions,” he replied.
Without the knowledge, you would never learn about the secrets of time-space tides, and without understanding the secrets, you’d never have the chance to go back…
Wang Yunxiao couldn’t possibly answer such grandfather paradox level logical problems.
Even top scientists don’t know what the results of their experiments will be; how could I know what a round of time-space retrospection would do to the historical timeline.
People shouldn’t be too ambitious, earning money selling cabbages while having the aspirations of selling flour.
“Putting in effort might not always lead to good results, but without effort, you’re bound to fail.”
Wang Yunxiao comforted Little Gourd with these earnest words: “Stop worrying about all this, nobody is going to blame you.
We’ll work hard together and be fully prepared before going back.
We’re not looking for a perfect outcome, just to do our best without regrets.”
“Ah?
We’re going to work hard together?”
Little Gourd’s face turned red in an instant.
But at this moment, they had already arrived at Cui Xiaoying’s doorstep.
Watching Wang Yunxiao push the door open to enter, Little Gourd bit her lip and clenched her fist, psyching herself up inside.
I have to work hard with brother, I can’t let him be led astray by this kind of dubious woman.
What are you?
Just a young widow, relying on her looks, and having a pretty daughter who’s not much younger than her, they look almost like sisters.
Always dressed in a nun’s habit, flaunting herself; some men just like that, the more conservatively you dress, the more excited they get.
And this one even has a hint of Western charm to it.
…
Little Gourd looked down at her own figure, not much better than a washboard, and felt the pressure multiply.
Fortunately, it was just this mother-daughter pair of widows, meek and downtrodden; her brother wouldn’t give them a second look.
She was somewhat confident in this regard.
Nobody understands my brother better than I do!
The little secrets between me and my brother are something they can’t match!
Wang Yunxiao had no idea what Little Gourd was thinking.
That girl always had her own agendas and wouldn’t say anything unless prompted.
Arriving at Cui Xiaoying’s doorstep, Wang Yunxiao had not yet reached to push the door open when he heard someone inside raise their voice, “Madam Cui!
You must give us an explanation today!”
Wang Yunxiao thought to himself, damn it, does this young widow have some sort of weird buff that makes her a hundred percent target for trouble?
You come at me time and time again, as if I’m dead?