The God's Boy

One night might not be right, because it was dawn within hours of Nick falling asleep.Gatsby looked at Nick who suddenly woke up for no reason, and felt a little heartache. The reason was unexplainable, maybe he just felt unworthy, or maybe it was because of something else.Gatsby approached Nick at first, he was really just to get close to Daisy, just to find a messenger to reunite him and Daisy, but later, Nick proved that he was not only the one who saved Gatsby and Daisy's love , or the one who saved Gatsby.

The old housekeeper brought a black and white suit after Nick washed it. Gatsby recognized that it was a suit he had ordered a long time ago. Fit better.Nick seldom went home after Gatsby's death. He was always busy with one thing or another, and rarely had time to go back to his cabin.In fact, Gatsby didn't mind Nick wearing his own clothes. When he was still in the army, it was common for his teammates to mix clothes, let alone Nick.

Gatsby was by the side when Nick was changing clothes, which was impolite, but Gatsby told himself that there was nothing to worry about since he was already a soul, anyway, he was about to be buried.Yes, Gatsby decided to be buried with his own body in the end. After all, he is dead. Even if there is a soul standing here, he cannot be considered alive. decay.

Nick put on his trousers first. The trousers were a bit bulky, but the shirt was about the same size. Gatsby looked at the thin Nick buttoning his shirt carefully, and asked himself whether Nick was always so thin or only after his death. What about?Gatsby had to admit that Nick, who was wearing a suit, suddenly had an aristocratic air, especially since he shaved his beard today and took good care of himself. The suit is a little too big.

Nick buttoned up his cuffs and stood in front of the mirror. He didn't know what he was thinking, but just stared at the mirror blankly. Gatsby was a little impulsive, and he stepped forward to hug Nick. He actually felt as if he could smell Nick's body. It's a pity that he still can't touch Nick. When Gatsby let go of Nick, he only saw the haggard Nick in the mirror. This undoubtedly hit Gatsby again, reminding him of something he wanted to deny. thing.

Before Nick announced the closure of the coffin, Gatsby lay in it, with his own corpse under him. This feeling was a little scary, but Gatsby still lay in it, and then looked at Nick and himself from that angle. After death, the few people who are willing to give the last trace of kindness, then close their eyes and wait for the darkness to come.

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Gatsby let himself sink in the endless darkness, he couldn't help but recall standing by the swimming pool, the frightening gunshots in his ears smashed the only thing he had one after another.But suddenly, he thought of Nick's haggard face and the smile Nick had given him in the garden. He felt that maybe he still had something invisible, but unfortunately the gunshot sounded suddenly again.

Gatsby was struggling, he seemed to see Nick being pierced by bullets just like himself, and the dazzling red fainted on his chest, and Nick's slowly falling body frightened him.Gatsby tried to open his eyes, just like he did when he woke up every morning, but now he couldn't do it. For a while, he wondered if his coffin was too small, so that he even waved his hands to try to dispel the darkness and fear Can't do it.

"Sir..." Gatsby heard someone talking, the familiar voice sounded a little far away, he struggled harder, and gradually the voice got closer and closer, Gatsby realized that something was wrong, there was no Any fool would try to awaken a dead soul already settled in a coffin.

The voice in his ear was getting louder and louder, Gatsby opened his eyes with the last effort, and then he saw the worried face of the old butler beside the bed, and subconsciously jumped up in fright. He found himself finally taking back control of his body.

"Sir, are you okay?" The butler stood straight beside the bed. Gatsby still understood what happened. How to answer, he can only wave his hand perfunctorily to let the other party leave, he needs a chance to let himself figure out the current situation.

After the butler left, Gatsby sat on the bed, feeling a dull pain in his head. He clearly remembered that he was dead, and the pain from the bullets entering his body was still very clear, but when he opened his eyes again, he was alive again, lying on his own bed Instead of being buried in the soil, this is really an unthinkable situation.

Gatsby began to suspect that this was a dream or some other hallucination, but he couldn't tell whether his death was a dream or everything in front of him was a dream, and he hoped it was the former.He reached out to touch his forehead, hoping to relieve the discomfort, but found that he was already drenched in sweat, and he had to wash his face. At the same time, he was also thankful, after all, he had never heard that dead people or souls would flow sweaty.

Gatsby stood in front of the mirror, his face couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears, or both. He didn't know why he was crying, and his crying was inaudible under the sound of water.Gatsby lost control of his emotions for a while, but quickly tidied himself up. After washing his face, he reconfirmed that he looked fine, and then walked out of the bathroom.

When Gatsby came to the living room, there was already a rich dinner on the table at one side. The butler stood by the table and waited for Gatsby to be seated. At this time, Gatsby was thinking about other things. The dilapidated scene of the house is still vivid, in sharp contrast with the scene in front of me now.

Gatsby was worried, so he didn't eat much for dinner. After the servants removed all the tableware, the butler handed over a modest report. Gatsby was a little puzzled. Although the butler was a little puzzled, he still explained: "Sir, This is the information about Mr. Nick that you asked Mr. Thorson to help you investigate, and he sent it this afternoon, when you were resting, he left first."

Gatsby took the document, but he didn't open it. He had read this document before and was familiar with it by heart. He was not in the mood to read it again at this moment. He asked the housekeeper to leave. He needed to clear his mind.Gatsby knew Nick because Daisy had mentioned him, because Nick had served in the army like Gatsby, and Daisy's worry let him know the name Nick.

At first, he asked someone to investigate Nick in order to find an opportunity to get close to Daisy. Gatsby couldn't deny one thing. Nick's decision to study securities in the east after demobilization was undoubtedly a pleasant surprise for Gatsby.According to the development he envisioned, Nick has also become an irreplaceable bridge between him and Daisy, but the only thing beyond Gatsby's plan is also Nick.

Now only Gatsby was left in the living room. He put down the materials in his hand, walked to the door and put on the coat handed by the servant. He planned to go to the dock. He used to always find peace in the sea breeze and green light. He hoped This time will be no exception.

Standing on the pier, Gatsby could clearly see the flickering green light as before, but the dense fog on the sea at night made the green light a bit ambiguous, just like Gatsby's thoughts at this moment, clearly there What can be seen is surrounded by clouds of thick fog.

Gatsby stretched out his hand slowly as he had done several times before, and let his hand get as close to the green light as possible. The sea breeze shuttled between his fingers, reminding him of the fact that he actually got nothing .The green light is projected on the sea, forming a color that I don't know whether it is blue or green. Gatsby can't help but think of the color of Nick's eyes, which is also the same blue-green color, but the color of Nick's eyes is brighter, as if forever Hiding a ray of sunshine.

Nick, Gatsby brewed the name between his lips, he was hesitating, or it could be said that he was afraid.Now Gatsby has not had time to drag Nick into the vortex of all this, his life has not got anything to do with Nick, and he has not shared his life full of hypocrisy with Nick.However, he couldn't bear to give up. Nick's kindness and sincerity have almost become the salvation of his life. He uses Nick's sincerity to measure the hypocrisy of the world. He can't imagine what his life would be like without Nick's participation. or worse?No, his life couldn't get any worse, Gatsby told himself.

After all, the sea breeze at night is colder than that during the day. Gatsby felt the cold after not staying for long, as if reminding him again that he was still alive. It was very real. Gatsby looked down at the little finger on his right hand. Suddenly he finally made up his mind and made a decision.

Not long after, Gatsby turned around and planned to go back. He looked towards Nick's residence, but found that there was a warm light there. Gatsby stopped, stood at the door and watched quietly for a while, Then he returned to his manor.

Gatsby didn't know what time he fell asleep. He was a little scared, afraid that he would wake up after falling asleep. What he saw was still darkness, and he kept supporting himself until finally he almost fell asleep with the morning light of.

Gatsby was awakened by the ringing of the phone, he fumbled to answer the phone, the background noise of the phone almost broke his head, Gatsby tried hard to distinguish Wolfshiem's ​​voice from the noise.Unsurprisingly, his partners are no longer satisfied with the current black transactions because of those blatant black deals.