"Get out alive? Don't tease me. You're about to catch up with the seven convictions. Are you still dreaming? " The bearded man continued.
"You! Gu won't give up on me. I'm not like you maggots. " Gu Chengju said coldly.
"Ha ha." The bearded man touched his chin and laughed. Then he took out a razor from his pocket and began to shave. "You'd better dream about it. How can Gu care about your life? You really think that money can keep you down now. "
"Shut up and take care of yourself. You're a fool who'll just eat and die." Gu Chengju's tone is cold again.
The man disdained a smile, continue to shave his messy beard.
"What are you arguing about?" The guard came in impatiently and yelled.
"Has anyone come to visit the prison?" Gu Chengju saw the guard, quickly stood up, walked to the door and asked.
"Visiting the prison? Visiting you? " The prison guard's laughter gave Gu Chengju a very uncomfortable feeling, "tell you a secret, Gu Dashao, you have been kicked out by the board of directors of Gu's group. Feel at ease and wait for the verdict. Don't toss about."
"What are you talking about?" Gu Chengju cried out, "how dare they do that! I am in charge of the family
"How do I know about the strife within your family? Just stay here and don't give us any trouble. You can do it yourself With these words, the guard turned and left, even humming a song.
Gu Chengju stepped back in disbelief, shook his head and refused to believe what the prison guard said. He sat down on the wall and was not in the mood to pay attention to the ridicule of the opposite person.
He can't help but think of his father, the serious and eccentric man in his impression. His memory of his mother is vague, but he remembers the woman named Liu Qiaoyi.
Gu always taught him to be the first, to learn to make use of all available people, and to get rid of useless feelings.
But Gu finally lost to that kind of thing called love. If it wasn't for Liu Qiaoyi's heartbreak, he might not suddenly fall ill.
Gu Chengju, who is standing by his bed, is looking at him. His temples are white and his eyes are dim. He is not as energetic as before. Gu Chengju squats down and the ward is empty. The thin curtain rises in the wind, revealing the dusk outside the window.
"Father, have I satisfied you now?" Gu Chengju looks at Mr. Gu and asks.
Gu opened his eyes and looked at him: "you are very much like me, but different from me."
"In the past, you always said that I couldn't compare with Feng Anyan, that he was smart, that he could achieve anything. In the past, I always thought that it was because of that woman that you praised him greatly, but now that woman is dead, father, have I surpassed Feng Anyan?" Gu Chengju asked expectantly, like a child expecting praise.
Mr. Gu closed his eyes again and frowned slightly: "Cheng Ju, you are always less than Feng Anyan."
Gu Cheng raised Huo ground to stand up, just now still gentle eyes suddenly become cold, he already this appearance, but still refuse to affirm oneself.
"What am I missing?" Gu Cheng asked coldly.
"Feng Anyan has flesh and blood and feelings, but you don't have them." Mr. Gu replied.
"But you taught me to use everything! As you said, people who care for their families don't need feelings! " Gu Chengju sternly retorted.
"Some people are not available, Chengju, I..." master Gu shook his head and said to Gu Chengju, but Gu Chengju's eyes have become red. He turned around and heard master Gu's angry voice, "I regret that I didn't tell you more at the beginning."
What's more? Gu Chengju doesn't know. Is he really worse than Feng Anyan? Gu Chengju's subconscious negation, how to compare with Feng Anyan?
In Gu Chengju's consciousness, he always remembers that his father always cares about Feng's family and always laments that he is not as dazzling as Feng Anyan. His childhood has been spent in the shadow of Feng Anyan.
Gu can't see his excellence. As time goes by, Gu Chengju engraves Feng Anyan's name in his heart. He tells himself that he is much better than Feng Anyan, and at the same time, he suspects himself in Gu's accusations. As time goes by, Feng Anyan becomes a person he disdains but yearns to be on the other side.
But now, after so many years, he still lost.
Gu Chengju opens his eyes. The walls of the detention center are extremely cold. He looks at the people laughing at him, and suddenly gets up and walks forward.
He hasn't lost yet. He said he wants to go out alive."What are you doing?" The bearded man had shaved off his beard, leaving only stubble.
Gu Chengju didn't speak. He sat down beside him. He felt the razor in his pocket.
"What are you doing?" The man asked nervously.
Gu Chengju looked at the razor and said, "I borrowed it to shave. What are you nervous about? Can I kill you with a little razor? "
"Come back as soon as you finish. I brought it in with difficulty. If it's taken away by the C.O., it's gone." The man continued to charge that although they had been laughing at Gu Chengju just now, they were the same people from the end of the world and still sympathized with him.
Gu Chengju took a look at him, then stood up, took a razor back to his bed and sat down. The bearded man was relieved, as if he had sent away a god of plague.
Gu Chengju turns his back to others and looks at his razor in a daze. He can't just admit defeat. The matter hasn't settled yet. Maybe he can fight back on his deathbed.
Thinking of this, Gu Chengju's eyes seemed to be firm and made a decision.
At night, the high wall of the detention center blocked more than half of the moon, and almost everyone fell asleep, except Gu Chengju, who was still sitting on his bed with the borrowed razor.
Listening to the snoring around him, he did not stop his movements. He took off the shell of the razor and carefully took out the blade inside.
The blade reflects the light of the moonlight, which makes people feel chilly. Gu Chengju frowns, and makes a fierce stroke compared with his wrist.
The red blood came out, Gu Cheng showed his teeth in pain, looked at the narrow window of the detention center, and roared: "ah!"
The prisoners in the same room were awakened, and they all sat up in a hurry. Gu Chengju didn't stop his action. He jumped out of bed and went to the center of the room, muttering to himself, while cutting his body with the blade of a razor. His hands were full of blood. He raised his hand and looked at the prisoners, The frightened widened his eyes and cried: "don't kill me! Help! Don't kill me
All the other prisoners were petrified. Gu Cheng's hands full of blood against the moonlight were too weird. Fortunately, at the critical moment, someone finally responded and yelled, "call the prison guard!"