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The train roars away from Tianjin, and all the passengers seeing off at the railway station gradually become a point. In the eyes of the people on the train, the countless points are not just points, but "missing".

The carriage where Gu Jia was in was completely decorated. There were delicate sofas, a small tea table and a dining table in the carriage. There were two small bedrooms on both sides. Inside the bedroom was a low single bed. There are even unknown paintings hanging on the walls.

The scenery outside the window is worth admiring, but Third Young Master Gu was holding three things in his arms, and opened the 'suicide note' that terrified him with fear and nervousness. The suicide note was written on the cheapest yellow paper, and the pen was not Good pen, the intermittent ink crawls on the paper, but the person who writes is able to penetrate the back of the paper, every word is written very seriously!

Gu Jia didn't know what mood she had in opening the letter, she just opened it like this and let Wuji read it.

Dear Gu Jia:

When you read this letter, I should no longer be in this world, but please don't worry, this is my own choice, not caused by any other external force.

When I first entered the prison, I was also very angry, but in fact, I found peace in my heart. I think maybe I also thought that I killed my father from the bottom of my heart, so I was powerless to refute when I was framed, and I was speechless. .

I used to think that I was the savior of this world. Countless government orders required me to take the lead in applying, and countless justice required me to organize parades to uphold. My heart was full of family and country feelings, but in reality it was very narrow. It is very important, but it ignores the people who need themselves.

Maybe people always start to reflect after losing, and I can't be exempt.

I remember that when I was young, I loved shadow puppetry very much. I gathered a group of children to come to my house every day, and asked my father to perform. My father didn’t like to talk, but he was very energetic when performing shadow puppetry. He could play all the instruments and perform shadow puppetry by himself. At that time, I was always very proud to have a father who knew how to make crafts.

It was only when I went to school that my relationship with my father faded. Apart from giving me money to pay the tuition, he had nothing to say to me. I was also busy organizing a poetry club, making friends with all people with lofty ideals, and expressing my ideas on campus. , I am busy trying to become a famous person in history, but now I look back on the past, except that I don’t regret meeting you with Brother Gao and Brother Du, I regret nothing else.

I think what the ancients said is quite right. If you want the family to rule the country and the world, the first thing is to have the family. I am deeply sorry that I failed to do so.

Day and night in this damp and dark prison, I tossed and turned, and when I closed my eyes, the old man looked at me with disappointment. I thought I did something right at that time, and I was determined like a fool. Now I think about it. He often hides his face and weeps in the middle of the night, not knowing what is the point of being alive.

I am an unstable and unsuccessful friend, so I will do stupid things, I will regret it, and I will think of ending all this with death. I hope my death can end the troubles I have brought to you, and it will also allow me to be his in the next life. child.

Gu Jia, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I think I will miss the days when I sat with you at the wonton stand to "discuss big plans" together, I miss Brother Du's shyness, Brother Gao's eloquence, and your spending a lot of money.

It’s a pity that we couldn’t start the newspaper office, but there will always be others in the future. If I die, you will meet a second Ding Hongyu, a third Ding Hongyu, countless Ding Hongyu, so don’t be sad, or I will blame yourself.

I also wrote a letter to Brother Du and Brother Gao, but none of them are as long as yours. I am afraid they will be jealous, so you have to keep it a secret from them, haha.

——Your friend in prison, Ding Hongyu.

After Gu Jia finished listening to the letter, he blinked his eyes and didn't feel anything for a while, but when he thought of returning to Tianjin in the future, only he, Gao Yi, and Du Mingjun were left as senior members of the newspaper. Sitting alone and chatting at the wonton stand, he felt unspeakable sadness sweeping over his body.

He folded up the letter rules neatly and put them in his pocket, then began to read the first newspaper that Du Mingjun handed to him from the printer—the newspaper that belonged to them.

The newspaper was carefully ironed by Du Mingjun, so it wouldn't stain his hands. He didn't notice this detail for the time being, only the huge headline of "The Eyewitness" was left in his eyes, and then he smiled, his eyes were foggy splashes.

Gu Wuji was always paying attention to Gu Jia. He handed Gu Jia a piece of paper, sat beside his brother, and asked softly, "Brother?"

In fact, Gu Wuji also heard Du Mingjun's voice, and knew the general idea from the very beginning. However, he has no feelings for those poor students, but only for Gu Jia. Seeing that Gu Jia is sad, he hates those who bring bad news. Poor student, but he can't show it on the surface, he can only try his best to coax his brother: "Brother, your newspaper is published, you should be happy."

Gu Jia has always been just a participant. At first, he wanted to start a newspaper because it was Brother Ding's ideal. As a result, Brother Ding never had the chance to see their newspaper come out, and he was reincarnated.

"Well, I should be happy, but in the future, the Sifang tables will not be full, and there will be one less person... so I am a little sad."

Gu Wuji is used to seeing dead people, even if his arms and legs are broken, he will not say a word, but he is a human being, and as a human being, he has weaknesses, and his weaknesses hurt him, so he feels like a knife piercing his heart. All good moods are gone: "Life and death are impermanent, brother, many people are destined to be just passers-by in life, and you will meet many people to fill your square table."

Gu Jia shook her head, then nodded again, and said, "I know, by the way, can I borrow your lighter?"

Gu Wuji never smokes in front of Gu Jia, but occasionally lights a cigarette in other places: "Of course, brother, what are you doing?"

Gu Jia waved the newspaper in her hand and said, "Burn it for him, I hope it can be before he reincarnates, let him know that we have run such a good newspaper, make him regret that he didn't see it with his own eyes, and make him regret going to the newspaper." .”

Gu Wuji smiled, and asked the flight attendant for an iron basin, then squatted on the ground with Gu Jia and watched the orange flame of the lighter gradually devour the entire newspaper.

Gu Wuji originally wanted to ask Gu Jia, why didn't he read it himself before burning it?

However, he thought that his elder brother probably wanted the person surnamed Ding to read it first, and his elder brother thought that he still had a lot of time to read each issue of the newspaper in the future.

His brother, who in many ways was so tender that he couldn't let go, was the perfect light in his life.

"Brother, do you still need paper?" Gu Wuji took a piece of paper, put it on Gu Jia's nose, and said, "Wipe your nose?"

Gu Jia took away the paper that Gu Wuji brought over, and said, "No need, I just hope Brother Du and Brother Gao will firmly rehabilitate Ding Hongyu. It is impossible for death to end this frame-up."

Gu Wuji smiled and said, "Brother is awesome."

Gu Jia looked at Gu Wuji through the firelight, and said, "I'm just going to beat people. If I'm a bully, you'll praise me for being handsome. I won't listen to your blind flattery."

After finishing speaking, Gu Jia looked at the peace talisman Du Mingjun gave her. It was a small wooden pendant with the words "Smooth sailing" engraved on the wooden sign. She didn't know where Du Mingjun asked for it.

He searched on himself, but there was no place to hang it, so he simply handed it over to Gu Wuji for safekeeping.

Seeing the two brothers busy for a long time, Ms. Qiao, who was bored and bored, was wearing a cheongsam with a coat and a white felt hat. She kept staring at it carefully until Gu Jia asked the flight attendant to put down the brazier before she heaved a sigh of relief.

Ms. Qiao said: "We will arrive in the capital in less than three hours. Xiao Jia, go to sleep again so that you don't lose your energy when you get off the bus. By the way, fourth young master, you said that someone will come to pick you up from Gu's mansion." Us?"

Gu Wuji also wanted Gu Jia to have a good rest. Riding in a car is always tiring, the wobble makes people dizzy, and the voice is so loud. He was afraid that Gu Jia would feel uncomfortable, so he agreed with Ms. Qiao's words, and agreed with her. Reluctantly replied: "Yes, I have notified the butler of the Gu residence before."

"It's just the housekeeper..." Ms. Qiao frowned.

Gu Wuji sneered, and said, "According to your point of view, the outer room is satisfied only if the whole family, old and young, come to pick you up?"

Ms. Qiao's face was also ugly for a moment, but considering that Gu Wuji would soon have to fight for her little Jia's property, she couldn't lose her temper. She only hoped that after seeing Gu Wenwu, Gu Wenwu would teach Gu Wenwu a lesson. Wuji, I really have no respect for her little mother in name!

"Where is it, I just said it casually. Xiaojia and I haven't been back to the capital for many years, and we don't know what the capital is like now." Ms. Qiao remembered her natal family when she said this, but since she married Gu Wenwu, an actor, Since then, I have no contact with my family...

"What else can it look like? It's not far from Tianjin, except that there are more old people and children who have not shaved their heads. A coquettish outfit." The general trend of the world today is definitely not to restore the Qing Dynasty, Gu Wuji could see it clearly, so he sneered at those old antiques who were still intoxicated, "By the way, after the emperor left the palace, he dismissed a large number of eunuchs and maids, so the streets Most of those who were beaten and thrown eggs were eunuchs, so don’t worry about it if you see them.”

Gu Jia nodded, he was afraid of causing trouble for Gu Wuji, so he listened to most of what he said.

"There is also an eunuch in the family. Grandpa trusts him very much. Everyone in the family calls him Director Liao. I heard that he once served Cixi in the palace. He is a thief. Stay away from him, brother." Gu Wuji said casually.

Gu Jia also nodded: "I see, is there anything else I need to pay attention to?"

Gu Wuji smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pinch Gu Jia's cheek: "No, bro, are you so timid? You can go wherever you want when you get home. Do you know? Just a slap in the face, and I'm the one who kills me."

"It's easy to say, if I have the ability to kill someone with a single slap, I'll go to the boxing gym."

Gu Wuji managed to stop Gu Jia from thinking about the dead man, and joked to himself: "I'll support whatever you drive, and I'll take all my subordinates to be your apprentices."

"That can't be done. Then I earn and earn, and it's still your money. What's the point?"

"Why is it boring? It's very interesting." Gu Wuji said with a smile, and pulled Gu Jia into the small room, where he made people lie on the small bed and close their eyes to rest.

However, Gu Jia was not in the mood to close his eyes and rest his mind. He grabbed his younger brother's hand and asked softly, "Now in Beijing, does anyone remember my mother?"

There was a lot of rumors about Ms. Qiao's secret door at that time, and Gu Jia was always afraid that Ms. Qiao would be hurt by rumors again when she returned to Beijing.Although Gu Jia had the impression that Ms. Qiao never showed weakness for other people's face-to-face sarcasm, Gu Jia knew that Ms. Qiao felt uncomfortable.

Gu Wuji lay on his side beside Gu Jia, the two squeezed together on a single bed, and said casually: "Don't worry, the people in the capital have changed one after another, who remembers what happened more than ten years ago, let alone What's more, which one doesn't have any bad things nowadays? People who steal men, pick up ashes, and kill people. Everyone's attention has long been attracted by new things. No one will remember your mother's old rotten rice. .”