Everyone wants to make up for the mistakes they have made, but as Hua Buyu said, if you don't think it is a mistake from the beginning, then why should you make up for it?
If you don't do well in the exam, you think it's a mistake, so you're unhappy and feel uncomfortable.
Why?
Because everyone did very well in the exam.
If the whole class failed, and you failed too, would you still feel uncomfortable, and would you still be worried about the low score?
We don't worry about scarcity but inequality. Human beings are fundamentally gregarious creatures.
And living in groups is inevitably accompanied by comparison.
If you have it but I don't, then I will be unhappy, lost and depressed.
Fear also comes from this, from comparison with most people.
If everyone has encountered misfortune, then even if misfortune befalls you, there is nothing to be afraid of. There are still so many people with you anyway.
The fear of disease is true, the fear of death is true, and the fear of life is even more true.
So a person’s biggest fear is to face it alone!
"Fate is a good thing, it can be an excuse for anything."
As Hua Buyu's voice sounded, huge compasses appeared in this dark world, and at Qin Xuan's feet, the huge Zhouyi compass was slowly turning.
Yin and Yang, Four Symbols and Eight Diagrams, Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches...
"Attributing everything to the injustice of fate can certainly vent the anger in the heart," Hua Buyu said, "but it cannot calm people's fear of the final answer."
"Because I'm not willing to give in."
Hua Buyu seemed to feel the same and said: "Why do good things belong to others? Why is it unfair in nature? Why can't I get what I want? It's just such a simple thing!"
The wealth you desire may just be someone else's expense for a night or even a word.
I spent my whole life accumulating money, but I still have to bear the burden until I die!
Looking back on my life, my whole life together is not as good as some one night of fun. The world is so big, but some people want to divide it into sections.
This place belongs to you, and there belongs to him. If you want to go to the rest of the places, you have to pay the price.
But isn’t this the land of no one?
Why can some people be trampled on at will, while others can only be cautiously avoided?
"But fate is fair."
After Hua Buyu's words fell, all the compasses stopped turning. He looked at Qin Xuan: "You have what others don't have, but you are also afraid of things that ordinary people are afraid of. You are still human, fragile, helpless, and naive,
Not much stronger than others."
"Now, please, Emperor, please calm down and listen to my music again."
The flowers moved silently, still so calm and indifferent, and the song was still the same one before.
Only this time, Qin Xuan felt something different from it.
"What did you hear?"
After the song ended, Hua Buyu asked Qin Xuan, and the latter slowly opened his eyes. This time, Qin Xuan's mind felt inexplicably calm: "I can't understand it, but it's inexplicably reassuring and comfortable.
"
"Are you still afraid?"
"Afraid."
"Then do you know how to not be afraid?"
"have no idea."
"Boom!!"
After the words fell, Qin Xuan jumped away almost as a reflex, and the compass under his feet was cut into two halves.
"this!!"
"I think you may have forgotten, Emperor," Hua Buyu said, "You came to me to spar, and now, we are engaged in a battle of life and death."
"Pfft!!"
A bloodstain appeared on Qin Xuan's neck. He wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but the suffocation that followed made him cover his neck suddenly.
"Woo..."
Qin Xuan found it difficult to swallow. He looked at the flowers again without saying a word. His face at this time was extremely serious: "The gap between you and me is this. If I want to kill you, one puff is enough."
"Cough, cough..."
Qin Xuan's eyes widened. He looked at Hua Buyu in disbelief. His previous world view was shattered at this moment.
He is the emperor's son, everyone respects him, no one dares to make a mistake in front of him, everyone is like this!
But Hua Buyu is not like them.
Just as Hua Buyu said, if he really wanted to kill Qin Xuan, with Qin Xuan's ability, he wouldn't even be qualified to do it.
"Cough cough cough cough..."
Qin Xuan knelt on the compass, cold sweat broke out from his forehead. He raised his head and suddenly touched his neck. There were no scars or a feeling of suffocation. He was not dead?
"Emperor's son?"
"Boom!"
Once again, Qin Xuan rolled to the side and saw that the compass was broken. Before he could think about what happened, blood sprayed out from his neck again.
"What's going on?!"
Qin Xuan covered his neck again, and then saw Hua Buyu's figure in the spinning world.
He sat on a slowly rotating Zhouyi compass, his eyes lowered, as if all his mind was on the Erhu music, and he didn't even have the intention to glance at him.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Cold sweat continued to seep out from Qin Xuan's back. Once again, he stood on the compass, but this time, Qin Xuan stared at the flowers without saying a word.
But the result was still the same, the compass was cut in half, and his body and head were in different places.
The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time...
"Boom!"
"Pfft!"
The exact same compass collapsed, and the exact same head fell to the ground. No matter what Qin Xuan did or how he tried to think of a solution, it was of no avail.
In that short moment, Qin Xuan didn't even have the chance to make a choice and could only rely on instinct.
Gradually, Qin Xuan seemed to understand something amidst the repeated deaths.
The first thing he knew was that he had fallen into Hua Buyu's illusion. His death was just an illusion. Just like Gu Zhuxia, Hua Buyu was only scaring him and would not really kill him.
But every time he thinks about this, Hua Buyu's cold words will appear in Qin Xuan's mind: 'Do you really think I won't kill you?'
You can’t gamble, you can’t gamble!
Qin Xuan is not sure that there will be a next time after his next death!
"What the heck are you doing!"
"Boom!"
The compass cracked, and Qin Xuan asked Hua Buyu during a brief interval: "What do you want from me?!"
However, Hua Buyu was like a puppet, a mirror image, or even a projection in a video tape, still the same as before, without any change.
He did not answer any of Qin Xuan's questions, but repeated the attack and Qin Xuan's death again and again.
"Puch!!!"
Gradually, Qin Xuan stopped dodging, and instead stood there, letting himself be split in half along with the compass.
The pain was still there and the blood was dripping, but Qin Xuan was extremely calm.
Inexplicably, Qin Xuan seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand it because no one told him that what he thought was right and that this was the answer.