My Diary Can Predict Death

My name is Lu Chuan, and I got a diary that can predict death. The corpse of a woman in a convenience store, a series of school jumps, subway hijackings... I ran in front of death time and time again, saving those who didn't deserve to die. I thought I was a hero. Until I discovered that for every person I saved, the number on the cover of the diary would be one less. That number is not my lifespan. It is the fate of the world. The man who looked exactly like me in the mirror said: "Your father is waiting for you at the door. If you save another one, he will lose a piece." Now I finally understand—— What my father left me was not a golden finger. Is a key. And I have already turned half a circle.