Raised a house of obsession

Chapter 134 Let's Work, Wu Zhenyu

"Yeah, death is not the end."

"Falling from your original status, losing your freedom, being penniless, and becoming a prisoner is much more painful than dying directly."

Thinking of this, the anger in my heart began to vent slowly.

Immediately afterwards, another wave of emotion spread in Wu Zhenyu's heart.

That is regret.

Because of this kind of garbage man, I also ruined my life, can I not regret it?

Originally, he could still pass the college entrance examination, no matter how bad he was, he could also pass the second undergraduate examination. After graduation, he could find a good job, marry a wife, and let his father have a grandson early.

But now, everything is ruined! !

It turned out that only a trace of remorse began to expand rapidly. Under such a situation of being both happy and annoyed, Wu Zhenyu's whole body began to feel hot, paralyzed on the ground with a "plop", and passed out directly.

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At ten o'clock that night, Zhou Yi came to this men's dormitory and continued to check Wu Zhenyu's spiritual world.

"How is he, is he awake?"

"I woke up at six o'clock in the evening, but my mental state was not very good, and then I fell asleep again."

"Understood, but I believe it will be better tomorrow." Zhou Yi was very happy in his heart. After dealing with that bad teacher, he was fully satisfied in his heart.

I feel a great sense of accomplishment, and my spiritual abilities have been further improved.

No matter how you judge it, it's a good job.

On the other hand, harvest time has arrived!
He turned into the bathroom and washed his face and hands, trying to get good luck through this superstitious method.

"Come on, good luck, a big red hand!"

After putting on the dream ring and channeling the spiritual energy, a thin and long spiritual tentacle spread out from the dream ring.

After touching Wu Zhenyu's temple, he sensed the other party's spiritual world.

"Wu Zhenyu, open the door."

Wu Zhenyu was sleeping. After hearing Zhou Yi's voice, he immediately relaxed and let him in.

"Zhou... Mr. Zhou, what should I do? What should I do next? I'm so annoying now, very annoying! What should I do?" As soon as he saw Zhou Yi, he instinctively asked for help.

Zhou Yi helped him solve this big enemy, and in his heart, he almost existed like a savior.

And the subconscious will not lie, nor will it beat around the bush, so it keeps asking Zhou Yi, "What should I do next?"

"Now you know you regret it?"

After all, Wu Zhenyu is just a student who just turned 18 years old.Originally he was supposed to go to school and enjoy his youth, but now he is locked up in the West Institute.After the driving force deep in his heart disappeared, his xinxing also began to slowly recover, not as full of hostility as before.

"I regret it, I regret it so much! I'm such a fool, I actually thought of dying with this kind of person."

"Fortunately, fortunately, I didn't really kill people... Fortunately, fortunately, a physical education teacher stopped me, and I should thank him. Should I buy him some gifts?"

"You should really buy him something to thank him."

Wu Zhenyu babbled, like an old woman's foot wrap, and began to regret life non-stop.

In his subconscious, Zhou Yi was the most trustworthy person, and he would say anything.

"But most of my life has been ruined!"

"After I am released from prison, how will I face my father? And my uncle, and my former classmates? How will I face them! I will be released from prison in half a year, and I was supposed to go to college... "The more Wu Zhenyu spoke, the more painful he became. He was hysterical with a dry howling voice.

If it weren't for the fact that there is no entity in the spiritual world, tears and snot might flow out.

Zhou Yi said: "Don't you have a sewing machine skill? After you get out of prison, it's no problem to find a factory to work in."

"Ah? Sewing machine!" Wu Zhenyu was stunned, which was a little far away from his dream.

After all, he is a young man, who wants to be a laborer in a factory?
No matter how much he likes sewing machines, he can't work for the rest of his life.

He wanted to refute, but didn't know where to start.How can He De stand out from such a useless person like him?
Even his subconscious mind thinks that it is impossible for him to be successful in his life.

And if he is not promising, his father will not have dignity.

For a while, Wu Zhenyu was crying there, like a fool.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath and looked around.

Wu Zhenyu's mental world was extremely chaotic, and the rotation speed of the memory starry sky was about three times higher than usual, indicating that he might wake up from his sleep at any time.

"Don't worry too much, I have a suggestion."

"What advice?"

"Go to work in another city. Your father still has the ability to take care of himself. He stays in his familiar hometown and has a sweeping job. He won't need your relief for a while. He is only in his 40s, and he can Take care of yourself."

"If you want to get ahead, you have to go to another city, a place where you have no acquaintances and start from scratch. No one knows your past."

"Start from the beginning? Yes, start from the beginning, start from the beginning, start from the beginning..." Wu Zhenyu began to think again, "I should start from the beginning."

"By the way, can I read these stories?"

"Oh, oh!"

Zhou Yi read a newly born memory bubble, it was big and red.Even with this memory bubble as the core faintly, a new starry sky was formed.

The scene inside is exactly the ecstasy of reading the newspaper today and discovering the final truth.

This memory bubble is filled with the great pleasure of revenge, the intense pleasure even overwhelmed the original anger.

This kind of joy that the wicked will be rewarded makes Wu Zhenyu unable to extricate himself.

He is not without common sense, and knows that the death penalty is impossible for such a crime, but wouldn't it be good to sentence him to ten years and twenty years?How many decades and 20 years are there in life?After coming out, people are old and can't keep up with society, and they will be judged by others.

So deep down in Wu Zhenyu's heart, he was satisfied with the result.

There is also a strong admiration for Zhou Yi, a report letter can make people down, how can he not admire it?

"Don't, don't do that."

It made Zhou Yi feel embarrassed... In fact, he didn't spend too much effort.

The most important thing is that after the soil on which the mass of black mist depended for survival was pulled out, it could no longer flourish.

It began to struggle continuously, trying to make Wu Zhenyu angry again through emotional infection.

However, the black mist couldn't suppress the thrill of revenge and the bewilderment afterwards.

During the tug-of-war, it began to slowly collapse and dissipate, and it didn't even have time to take care of the foreign object Zhou Yi.

(End of this chapter)