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"It was indeed for the cashback at first," Lin Xiaofan admitted calmly, "but later..." He glanced at the photos of children from the mountainous areas pinned to the wall. "Later, things changed."
Another flash of lightning illuminated a corner of the office where supplies were piled up—backpacks, stationery, and small first aid kits prepared for the children in the mountains. Su Yuqing followed his gaze and suddenly asked, "During the anonymous donation, you didn't check the cashback?"
"No," Lin Xiaofan shook his head. "At that time, I was already preparing to run away."
Su Yuqing remained silent for a long time. The sound of rain outside gradually weakened, and the countdown had reached 71:15:42. Finally, she raised her head, her eyes shimmering with complex emotions.
"Do you know why I believe you?" she asked. "Because of those accounts." She pointed at the computer screen. "I've checked all the transactions, and some donations simply don't align with the principle of maximizing benefits—it's as if you were intentionally 'losing money.'"
Lin Xiaofan was stunned. He had never considered his actions from this perspective.
"Also," Su Yuqing continued, "when you rejected Zhao Tianming's check that day, did your phone react?"
"How do you know?" Lin Xiaofan was taken aback.
"Because your expression at that moment was like you'd been electrocuted," Su Yuqing suddenly laughed, a hint of bitterness in her smile. "I always thought you had a change of heart; I didn't expect it was a warning from the 'system.'"
The office fell silent again. Lin Xiaofan's eyelids felt heavy; the pressure from these past few days surged over him like a tide. He slumped into the visitor's chair, staring at a scratch on the floor.
"So..." he struggled to speak, "what should we do now?"
Su Yuqing closed her laptop and stood by the window. The rain had stopped, and a few stars peeked through the clouds.
"First," she turned to face Lin Xiaofan, "we need to clarify what exactly the system's punishment means. Does 'recovery of initial funds' refer to all the money you've earned or does it include what has already been used for charitable projects?"
Lin Xiaofan pulled up the system warning to read it carefully and suddenly noticed a line in small print: "Note: Portions converted into tangible acts of kindness are not subject to recovery."
"Great!" He almost jumped up. "The money spent on the children is safe!"
"Secondly," Su Yuqing continued her analysis, her tone becoming serious, "if those 'operation records' were made public, who would be harmed?"
Lin Xiaofan's expression darkened again. He accessed an encrypted folder containing records from his early tests of the system—how to exploit loopholes, how to maximize cashback, and even those unsavory calculations...
"If these were made public," his voice barely squeezed out between clenched teeth, "'Weiguang Public Welfare' would be finished. The children would lose support again, and those who believed in us..."
"Finally," Su Yuqing interrupted him, "and this is crucial—why is the system giving you this opportunity? Why 72 hours instead of immediate execution?"
Lin Xiaofan froze. He had never thought about this question before. The system had always acted like a cold judge; suddenly granting a grace period seemed illogical...
"Unless..." Su Yuqing's eyes brightened suddenly, "unless it's giving you a chance to make amends."
The old-fashioned clock on the desk ticked away as the hour hand pointed to two in the morning. Lin Xiaofan's phone screen automatically dimmed but he quickly lit it up again—71:01:33... 71:01:32...
"Three days..." he murmured, "what can I do?"
Su Yuqing picked up her coat, her gaze resolute. "That's enough to do a lot of things. Let's go."
"Where to?" Lin Xiaofan asked, looking up in confusion.
"To find Principal Li." Su Yuqing had already opened the office door. "If it's really the end of the world, at least let the children have a meal first."
The night breeze, carrying the freshness of the rain, swept into the room, dispelling the lingering heaviness. Lin Xiaofan watched Su Yuqing's straightened back and suddenly understood the meaning behind the system's last words—"the final opportunity for correction."
It wasn't about correcting mistakes but about correcting one's original intention.
He hurried to catch up with Su Yuqing, the countdown timer in his pocket faintly flickering: 70:58:07... 70:58:06...
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