Wang Yici turned around and looked into the eyes of the person behind him out of habit, but he didn't read anything, except that his eyes with a deep smile were as dark as before. It took him a while to realize that he could no longer hear other people's hearts because of that violent impact.
Similarly, Xia Qihang, who was following Wang Yici, was not much better. The last time he chased the murderer, he was kicked down the stairs. In order to protect Wang Yici, Xia Qihang pushed him up hard and placed himself under him. He hit his head on the concrete floor and fainted. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt that the rapid or gentle fluctuations that had been sent out in his body disappeared: he had lost the prophetic ability that had reminded him countless times before that good luck and bad luck would come.
An accident made these two supernatural beings no different from other people.
Wang Yici can no longer hear people's voices, and no longer needs to feel disgusted by the hypocritical masks on people's faces; although Xia Qihang was not used to the life after losing that fluctuation at first, but with Wang Yici around, he is slowly adapting to it every day. After all, if everything is known first and the gift box is opened in advance, is it still a surprise? Is that still called life?
Everything that appears must have a cause, process, and result, just like the butterfly effect. If you don't do it, there will be no result; if you do it, no matter the ending is good or bad, there must be a reason for it. It just depends on whether you do it right.
Concept: The weakness of human nature