The end of the world: Beautiful straight man cries and begs to be let go

When he saw people off and left the house, Gu Xingge was still thinking about this matter, even when he went to bed at night, he felt a little uneasy.

Probably because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night. When he went to bed at night, Gu Xingge dreamed about some past events with mottled colors. When he woke up, Gu Xingge only remembered the blood all over the floor and the unspeakable loneliness.

And today, his elder brother Gu Heng did not rush out early in the morning to handle official duties. Instead, he stayed at the small table and had breakfast with the boy.

The feeling that the young man was not thinking about Shu was too obvious, and he was a person who couldn't hide his thoughts. Gu Xingge turned his head and said to Gu Heng, "Brother, I seem to have regained my memory."

The young man opened his eyes slightly and looked at his brother who took a chopstick of food and put it in his mouth.

Gu Heng paused when he heard the sound, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he said: "That's really great."

"It seems the withdrawal reaction is working."

Gu Xingge also laughed, and his brother asked him, "What do you think of?"

, after Gu Xingge told what he had dreamed about, he silently stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, with a slightly depressed look on his face, lowered his head and said, "I only remember these things."

"It's okay, it will get better."

The comforter said this, and when he finished comforting and walked outside, he still looked calm. Gu Heng thought, how could it be possible? How could he be dreaming?

He shouldn't be dreaming. From his dream, Gu Heng had noticed that the other party was slowly recovering his memory. But this matter itself ran counter to Gu Heng's thoughts.

"It's not time for you to regain your memory."

Gu Heng said this in his heart.

It's like a route that has been planned in advance.

In the office, after finishing some piled-up matters, Gu Heng smiled softly. On his bronze skin, he stretched out his hand and placed it on his eyelids.

"Let me see; ...where the story goes."

"The Red Mole Man, the Occupied Area...it's time for more interesting moments." He murmured.

If this story had a progress bar, Gu Heng thought with a smile, then their story should gradually come to an end.

When the final drama is over, everything will come to an end.

Gu Heng tapped the table gently, then turned his head slightly to the side, placing his knuckles on the table long and slender.

So the question now is.

Why did Gu Xingge want to recover his memory?

He placed his fingertips on the table and tapped continuously for a while, then opened the body data sheet belonging to Gu Xingge. After reading certain items, he squinted again.

Those eyes looked a little dim in the office where the curtains were not opened, and the tall figure was like a silent hill. After Gu Heng sealed the watch again, his eyes drooped slightly.

Gu Heng stared at the numbers and names. In a daze, the report there turned into a piece of data that was burned and destroyed not long ago.

He smiled softly: "Is it Shi Mingling?"

He spoke calmly, and in this empty room, he seemed to know all the things that happened in the past. "When he died, he said that he would give you a gift as a thank you."

"Is this the gift he gave you?"

"Use the last trace of your original core ability to protect your spiritual core from being completely controlled and invaded by outsiders."

He seemed to sigh, but also seemed to be delusional.

"Why are you so troublesome?" There was no hint of anger in his words.

"It's still the same as before...it's easy to get people to work for you. You should be a natural leader, and you should continue to sit on the high platform. You should...be the same as before. "