Mr. Fu's Redemption

If a child’s grades are not good, one of the things that scares him the most is that the teacher has to open his eyes to read the test papers written by him. Every time the teacher makes a cross, the child’s eyelids will twitch.

This is a kind of psychological torment, every minute and every second is terribly long.

That's how Fu Junzhuo felt at the moment. He held Gu Zhou's cell phone, and slowly climbed up with a chill against his back.

The WeChat on the phone screen was sent by a person named Zhongchun. Fu Junzhuo only read the beginning, and he could tell that it was the title of a skinny post, and this title was all too familiar to him.

A long time ago, Fu Junzhuo saw this post. In the post, he wished he could strip him down to the point where he didn't even have any underwear left.

The good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, all come to light.

Fu Junzhuo doesn't know what kind of person is so familiar with him, has such a high degree of attention, knows almost everything, and can write such a long post.

The darkest past is about to be laid bare in front of Gu Zhou, and he doesn't know what is waiting for him next.

Indifference and alienation, or sneer?

Fu Junzhuo pinched the phone, his knuckles turned white.

about to be discovered...

Or... it will be discovered.

He looked at the top of Gu Zhou's head, the sun shone on the man's hair, emitting a soft light, very soft and quiet.

Extremely greedy.

He knew that this person was very warm, but this person would never be by his side after all.

This warmth can only end here.

It's not that he doesn't trust Gu Zhou, but that the past is unspeakable. Who would have such a big face of self-confidence?

Fu Junzhuo shook his hands, and finally found the button on the side of the phone. He pressed it a little harder, and the phone screen turned black.The black screen, reflecting the sunlight, shone in Fu Junzhuo's eyes, making him almost cry.

It seems that nothing just happened, but it did happen.

A pain, like a click, spread from the phone to the fingertips, and then poked from the fingertips to the heart.

ruthless.

"Okay." After tying up his shoelaces, Gu Zhou stood up, and the breeze blew through his suit and hair, and blew through the infatuating smile on his face.

Those who are full of sunshine don't know what kind of torment Fu Junzhuo experienced in just a few dozen seconds.

For a moment, Fu Junzhuo really hoped that the phone would be broken right now, and that Gu Zhou would never see that WeChat message.

However?

However, there will be no miracles, God will not be merciful to him after all, arranged for him to meet Gu Zhou, and now he will take this person away from him.

Such a cruel punishment.

How can it be?

But why not?People who covet other people's happiness, those who go too far, will always be punished.

He always remembered that at that time, he went to Chen Xiqing and said something that made him feel extremely guilty for more than two years.That sentence made him feel uncomfortable and self-loathing to the point of suffocation whenever he thought about it day and night in the future, and whenever he dreamed about it, he would wake up from the nightmare—he attacked Chen Xiqing's mother's disability.

I was the one who killed my mother when I was born, why did I speak so unscrupulously at that time, why did I have to say such things?

What about conscience...?

People, born in this world, need to be cautious in their words and deeds.

He still remembered that at that time, when Fu Shenyan appeared, Chen Xiqing's hand was injured, and the sadness and anger in Chen Xiqing's eyes were so profound.In the end, Chen Xiqing stretched out his bloody hand to grab Fu Shenyan's collar, and every word of warning was imprinted in his heart.

Feng Shui took turns, and then he scratched his wrist three times.

The past is ugly, the past is unbearable.

Forcing Fu Junzhuo to recall.

He suddenly wanted to laugh—for a person like him, he was still complaining that God was not treating him better, he was still asking for so-called happiness, and he was still hoping to keep someone like Gu Zhou by his side.

Don't you feel unworthy?

Dreaming.

Probably, he is only suitable for a person to rot slowly in a small dark corner.

Fu Junzhuo returned the mobile phone to Gu Zhou, just like a criminal handing over the evidence to the police, and then waiting for his own death sentence, or indefinitely.

So be it.

Gu Zhou took the phone.

Fu Junzhuo stared closely at the opponent's hand, as if he had seen Gu Zhou turn on the phone and see the wechat message.When the time comes, how will it end?Probably the moment Gu Zhou turned on the phone, he would run away in despair, and then call it a day, right?

It's almost over.

Thanks for being with me for so long.

However, Gu Zhou didn't turn on the phone, he smiled and put the phone in his pocket: "Senior, why don't you go to the underground shopping mall over there to put on the film?"

"... Hmm." Fu Junzhuo replied in a daze.

"Let's go!"

"it is good."

It was clear that he had given himself enough psychological hints, and was ready to kill him with a knife, but the other party didn't even look at it.

Gu Zhou held a time bomb in his hand, and he didn't know when it would explode.

In a trance, it seems that every step is stepping on cotton, vain, and has no sense of reality.

"Senior, your complexion is not very good, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just full."

Walking slowly like this, Fu Junzhuo and Gu Zhou arrived at the place where the cell phone film was pasted.

Everything became unreal, Fu Junzhuo watched as the tempered film that had been dropped with many slits was torn off and thrown into the trash can, and another new film replaced him.

It seems to have a moral.

He looked at the broken tempered film in the trash can, and seemed to be looking at himself.

Look at the new film again, it fits so well.Sure enough, a good mobile phone needs a good tempered film.

Gu Zhou took the phone from the clerk, and put it back in his pocket under Fu Junzhuo's gaze.

Have you ever tried that thrilling feeling?

Pay attention to the opponent's movements from beginning to end, afraid that the next second will be the end.

He prayed in his heart, praying that Gu Zhou would not turn on his phone, so that the end would come more slowly; but at the same time, he had another hope, that Gu Zhou would look at his phone quickly, so that he could be relieved early and end this long period of time. torment.

Who would know this kind of contradiction and pain?

Just like a person who is stuck in a quagmire and is about to lose his head, trying to raise his head, trying to breathe a little air, but he knows that no matter how hard he tries, the quagmire will eventually trap him and trap him to death.

In Fu Junzhuo's eyes, what kind of existence is Gu Zhou?

He didn't show up on weekdays, but without a doubt, Gu Zhou already occupied a very important position in his heart.

Just like a pot of succulents, what lives on it is light, he is that pot of succulents, and Gu Zhou is his sun.

Time is tough.

Until the two of them returned to the oasis Baima, Gu Zhou didn't even look at his phone.

Gu Zhou has never been a low-headed person, not to mention that now that Fu Junzhuo is by his side, his 120 concentration is not enough. If there is no incoming call or text message, how can he find time to look at his mobile phone?If you want to check the time, there is also a watch on your wrist.

So, from that wechat post, until he got home and changed his clothes, even played with the ball in the afternoon, had dinner at night, and washed the dishes after dinner, Gu Zhou never looked at his phone.

Fu Junzhuo's pressure had reached the limit, and he felt very tired in such a continuous state.

Before Gu Zhou returned to the room, he called Gu Zhou: "Wait."

"Ok?"

When we get to the room, whether it's night or tomorrow morning, Gu Zhou will definitely check his phone, right?

and so……

Fu Junzhuo stepped forward and hugged Gu Zhou.

Farewell hugs.

He didn't dare to hug her too tightly, or for too long, let alone hold her nostalgic, so he touched the surface and hugged her: "Good night."

"Senior, you..." Are you okay?

Gu Zhou looked down at him, a feeling of uneasiness slowly spread in his heart, he stared at Fu Junzhuo, the next second, the person in front of him smiled at him again: "Good night, I'm so sleepy."

"……Good night."

Fu Junzhuo pushed Gu Zhou back to his room.

Gu Zhou went back to his room, took a shower for 10 minutes, and dried his hair in front of the mirror.

When he got to the bed, he took out the phone that he had neglected for almost a day. When the screen lit up, he found a lot of WeChat messages.

He went to participate in the speech contest. There were also classmates in the class who went to watch the competition and cheered for him. Those who didn't go also cheered for him on WeChat. He read one by one and replied one by one.

He didn't see the message that had tormented Fu Junzhuo for a long time at the first time, until he turned to Zhongchun's WeChat and saw the time when the other party sent the letter.

It was the post that Zhongchun said to send to him last time, but Zhongchun didn't post it until today.

Don't know why it took so long to post.

Gu Zhou looked at the dialogue interface, looked at the WeChat with text titles and URLs, and was in a daze.

Then for a moment, he thought that this was the time when Fu Junzhuo held the phone for him.

There is no breakthrough, and you will always be ignorant and do not know what happened. Once you find a breakthrough, everything will appear in an instant as if the gate of the seal has been opened—so why, after you tie your shoelaces, I feel that Fu Junzhuo's state is not right. So at that time, Fu Junzhuo saw this text message?

After thinking a lot in an instant, he understood.

Gu Zhou jumped up from the bed, he had to go to Fu Junzhuo immediately!

Quickly got out of bed, put on shoes, opened the door and walked out.The light in the living room was on, and the door of Fu Junzhuo's room was also open. However, there was no sign of Fu Junzhuo in the living room, bedroom, bathroom, or balcony.

"Senior—"

"Senior!"

no respond.

Almost thinking that Fu Junzhuo had gone out, Gu Zhou was anxious and opened the kitchen without hope.

Snapped!

Lights on.

The moment the light came on, Gu Zhou saw Fu Junzhuo squatting on the ground, in front of his eyes was a broken glass, and the ground was full of water and glass shards.

I don't know why, but the first thing I see in such a picture is suffocation and despair.

I never knew that a squatting posture can be so helpless.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Junzhuo lowered his head and did not speak.

Gu Zhou approached, knelt down beside Fu Junzhuo, and asked softly, "Senior?"

Then, he saw that there seemed to be tears on Fu Junzhuo's face, and when he looked carefully, there was a little blood on the ground - Fu Junzhuo's hand must have been accidentally scratched by the glass.

Why so careless?

"You're injured." Gu Zhou looked at Fu Junzhuo's hand. The wound on his hand was not deep. Although it looked painful, the blood had already congealed, so it wasn't that serious.

Fu Junzhuo lowered his head and didn't speak, not knowing what he was thinking.

If it's just because of scratches, why is it in this state?

So... Is it really the reason for that WeChat message?

Is he minding, or rather afraid?How long has this state lasted?

The wound on the hand is not terrible, but the disease in the heart is dangerous.

Observing Fu Junzhuo, speculating on the possibility.

Slowly, a distressed feeling swept over his heart. Gu Zhou was blocked by such a feeling, and his nose was almost sore. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to hold him in his arms: "Is it... because of that WeChat message?"

Patting Fu Junzhuo on the back, he comforted in a low voice: "Actually, I already knew it, it's okay. Don't do this, I... will be sad."