MTL - Go Through the Book and Save the Hero!-v2 Chapter 87

Gu Zhixing's faint voice came into Guan Mingyue's ears, she was immediately stunned for a few seconds, and then reacted, the anger and sadness shrouded in distressed She couldn't get up or down, which made her uncomfortable.

Guan Mingyue laughed angrily, tears hanging on her eyelashes, not knowing what to do.

Gu Zhixing didn't plan to pursue the victory, didn't speak, and slowly removed her hand wrapped around him, then lifted up her clothes and sat down beside her.

Guan Mingyue turned to look at her and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

Gu Zhixing looked at the black and white keys and pondered: "The Mephisto Waltz?"

Guan Mingyue sucked her nose, her eyes wet with tears showed a bit of exhaustion.

Gu Zhixing pondered for a while, then his slender and fair fingers connected to where Guan Mingyue had just stopped and continued to bounce. The highness of the dance music has come to an end, and the music is soothing and playful in a minor key.

The Mephisto waltz is adapted from Goethe's play "Faust", about Faust, an intellectual who feels dull and miserable in life, becomes God and the devil The bet was lured by the devil Mephisto to sign the story of selling his soul.

The gloomy sky cast gray into the piano room, the slanted rain swept across the window, and the wet and wafting wind blew into the room. The curtains that were not **** were scattered and blooming, and the floating light was projected on Gu Zhixing's side face. She raised her chin slightly and met Guan Mingyue's gaze.

Guan Mingyue captured the unconcealed indifference and indifference in her eyes at this moment, as always.

On a certain rainy day, Gu Zhixing lay in the ward, looking out the window from a distance. At that time, her black hair was still a little long, hanging down in front of her eyes, leaving Guan Mingyue with an almost fragile and melancholy profile. So, just that glimpse, Guan Mingyue never forgot. Then, she learned a hard lesson, which taught her that any emotion brought by sympathy and pity would only hurt herself.

The indifference of this face at the moment coincides with the fragility in the memory, Guan Mingyue only felt a "buzz" in his brain, and the nerves jumped more and more in the numbness , the scene in front of him turned a shade of gray. Her originally stabilized emotions were ignited by this lead again, and her hot ears and face forced her to walk quickly.

“Bang Bang Bang —”

Guan Mingyue stretched out her hand and slapped the piano vigorously. The loud noise forced Gu Zhixing to stop playing.

Gu Zhixing sighed and got up to leave: "You need to calm down. I'll wait for you downstairs."

There was no complaint in her tone, she just asked in a flat tone, but at this moment, Guan Mingyue, who was angry, could only hear impatience.

"What's wrong? Not so much—" Guan Mingyue's abruptly raised tone hurt people's ears, "I was just thinking, how did I feel Your hand is hurt and pitiful. How can you be pitiful, Gu Zhixing, the heir of the Gu family who has a bright and splendid road just because he has lost a little innocuous hobby? Rather, according to your scheming appearance, use How valuable is this little hobby for a good dog?"

Gu Zhixing turned his head to look at her, speechless, and finally turned to the door.

Guan Mingyue rushed over and grabbed Gu Zhixing's left hand.

Gu Zhixing was in pain, gasped softly, and frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Guan Mingyue laughed even more mockingly, her eyes a little dry, "How can you be so hypocritical? Do you have any heart? Your feelings for you were used by you to get engaged, and Zhou Jue's guilt towards you was used as your tool. What about Zhou Ruyao? Oh, Zhou Ruyao and Zhou Jue hated each other for a long time because of your hand, is it yours too? The means? In this way, whoever gets the inheritance of Zhouqu can pave the way for you?"

She was talking about summer camp.

At that time, Gu Zhixing and Zhou Jue and Zhou Ruyao were left behind. Zhou Jue stepped on the flowing stone, and Gu Zhixing helped him fall down the hillside accidentally, resulting in a smashed fracture of his left hand. . Since then, every rainy day, her left hand will be sore and weak. It was also from then that she began to learn to change her dominant hand.

Gu Zhixing: "Did you make a pun just now?"

Guan Mingyue: "What?"

Gu Zhixing: "Hands and Means."

Guan Mingyue: "…"

Guan Mingyue's sanity was defeated by her light reply, and she became hysterical again, "Gu Zhixing! When will you be serious about me? What the **** are you? When will you stop despising me and perfunctory me like this?"

Her screaming was almost broken, showing a bit of horror in the dripping rain.

Gu Zhixing pursed his lower lip and said solemnly, "What do you want me to say seriously?"

Guan Mingyue's eyes were red, tears rolled down, and she did not speak.

"You had a dream, called me over and scolded me, and then provoked my sad past." Gu Zhixing talked about the four sad pasts The words paused, feeling a little out of character, and continued: "I played the piano for you to make you happy, and then you scolded me again and said I had bad intentions. Miss, you are a little hard to coax."

Guan Mingyue sobbed, her cherry lips trembling, "What do you mean? Obviously you are the first—"

"That's your dream." Gu Zhixing interrupted her, and there was something inexplicable in his unwavering black eyes, "Are you feeling better? "

Guan Mingyue froze in place, her tense thoughts suddenly relaxed, causing a bit of fainting. Her shoulders shook, and she finally slammed into Gu Zhixing's arms like a child, and then burst into tears.

Gu Zhixing felt a pain in his chest, and swallowed the cough in his throat.

After a long time, Guan Mingyue's cries finally faded, and her rapid breathing gradually became steady.

Gu Zhixing lowered his head, reached out and raised her face to wipe away her tears, "Do you still want to cry?"

Guan Mingyue was speechless, shaking her head with a face full of tears.

Gu Zhixing said, "You don't plan to cry, do you?"

Guan Mingyue nodded.

Gu Zhixing raised his chin, a little helpless, "Let's talk about it, what is the dream that makes the eldest lady have to find me and scold me. "

Guan Mingyue looked at her quietly, as if hesitating, her eyes trembled, as if she was about to shed tears. After a long time, she regained her voice and told everything carefully and slowly.

Yo, God's perspective.

Gu Zhixing thought while listening.

"...Then, you pushed Zhou Jue to me."

Guan Mingyue spit out the last sentence, she took a deep breath and swallowed a lot of emotions. Then he turned around, broke free from Gu Zhixing's embrace, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I said those words. I may be... I've experienced a lot of messes recently, I'm too tired, and I haven't rested well. So... I'm not in a good mood. it is good."

She rubbed her eyes, "I'm sorry, those words just now—"

It seems to be coaxed.

But that's not the way to go.

Gu Zhixing thought.

Gu Zhixing stretched out his hand to rub her head, but stopped in mid-air and retracted it.

She said lightly, "It's okay. The past has passed."

After finishing speaking, Gu Zhixing leaned closer to Guan Mingyue, lowered his head, and helped her approve her coat, with a low voice, "Fencing is true for me. It's not as important as inheriting the family business, and certainly not as important as the lives of friends."

Guan Mingyue immediately showed a panicked expression when she heard the words, her white fingertips twitched, and hurried words ran from her lips, "No, I said that. It's angry words, I know - I know you're not like that - it's all my fault! I'm sorry, Xing, I said the wrong thing! I've been really miserable these days, so it's just because of a dream-"

"What happened to you." Gu Zhixing interrupted her words, then straightened her messy hair, and lowered his eyes a little Loosely, "I said, I won't care about your business."

Guan Mingyue was stunned, and for a while, her heart was full of guilt and sadness. Driven by various complicated emotions, she slowly opened her mouth and said softly, "Do you remember the last time we met?"

Gu Zhixing paused and remembered.

At that time, they had just come out of the psychological clinic arranged by the training camp when they encountered a large group of security personnel behind Guan Mingyue leaving the public hospital.

Although according to the real world, it has only been about a week, but the three have been in the bronze mirror space for several months, Gu Zhixing It took me a while to remember.

So she asked with concern, "Uncle Guan's health?"

Guan Mingyue took a deep breath again, she felt that she had used up the number of deep breaths for a month today, but human beings seem to be like this, although they claim to be advanced civilization Animals, but in the end the ability to control emotions is still taking deep breaths.

She said: "Not long ago, my father told me that he had investigated the information of his first love. He also said that before she died of illness, she left him with a son."

Gu Zhixing: "…"

Gu Zhixing still touched her hair one after another, "What did Auntie say?"

Guan Mingyue said: "I'm here to notarize the paternity test."

She added, "This person is called Fang Bicheng."

Gu Zhixing stopped.

1.08.

Li Hanshan felt a little hungry. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw Zhou Ruyao preparing to go out.

He was wearing a large black hoodie sweater, a pair of Converse canvas shoes under baggy ripped jeans, and a long-handled umbrella in his hand .

Li Hanshan raised his eyebrows, "Are you really going to go out to eat hot pot?"

Zhou Ruyao waved his long-handled umbrella and glared at him, "You control me!"

Li Hanshan didn't answer, went out the door, and answered the phone that had been vibrating just now, "Well, okay, I understand."

Zhou Ruyao deliberately walked slower, until Li Hanshan, who answered the phone, disappeared from view, and he took the elevator to leave the hotel.

In front of the hotel, the black private sedan has been parked, and the sound of the engine can be heard when it is closer.

Zhou Ruyao opened the door, and there was already a person sitting in the back seat.

The black peaked cap was pressed down so low that it almost blocked his face, the long black hair was tied into a curvy little tug, and a series of cold awns flashed in the ears ear drill.

Zhou Ruyao was not surprised, he sat down and closed the car door, his voice was a little light, "Can't you **** sit in the co-pilot?"

"Then why don't you sit?" The male voice raised his head, his cold face mocking, "It would be great if you died in a car accident."

Zhou Ruyao said "tsk", leaned against the car window impatiently, and looked out, "Is it arranged?"

"He can't run." Zhou Jue pointed his knees, and added: "But he seems to be lucky, just issued a notice today that the temporary There are reports to strengthen patrol security."

Zhou Ruyao moved his neck, a cold light flashed in his eyes like an obsidian, and then disappeared in a flash, "Then let's see whose life is harder."

Zhou Jue did not refute, but tapped her legs with her fingers. This means approval.

Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "That Zhou Jue, who is not very good at learning, can actually lose so many points in a row."

"No quibble." Zhou Ruyao squinted him, "You are the same."

Zhou Jue sneered, "I'm not fake in the bronze mirror, but you seem to be even more useless, without the help of your family, you are nothing. ."

"Oh, is it?" Zhou Ruyao suddenly showed a bright smile, his eyes were curving, and his tone was cheerful, "But A Xing is by my side, so I It’s okay to feel poor and miserable.”

Zhou Jue: “…Go away.”

He looked at the fake smile on this face and felt sick.

Zhou Ruyao restrained his smile, and his amber-clear eyes carried some scrutiny, "How much do other people remember?"

"I have tried it. It seems that I am the only one who remembers the dream." Zhou Jue paused, then said: "I came to the world of bronze mirrors briefly. why?"

Zhou Ruyao was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Because that bronze mirror world is actually a world made up of consciousness, it is possible to awaken the consciousness of people related to reality."

"You have also concealed a lot of things." Zhou Jue said calmly, and added: "I can see the part about me in my dreams. A lot. Like notebooks, then novels, and things like foreknowledge."

Zhou Ruyao wasn't surprised, but he didn't plan to tell it all, "Axing didn't tell you."

Zhou Jue said: "Yes."

Zhou Ruyao: "Do you still want to ask?"

A Xing didn't say it, just didn't want to say it.

Then he must obey.

Zhou Jue was silent and said no more.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

The old man was suspended in the air, constantly urging Fang Bicheng.

Fang Bicheng stuffed a few clothes into his suitcase. But time was running out, and he didn't have time to ask or say more.

The bronze mirror was in his hand, but he tried many ways but could no longer wake it up.

But before he came to ask the old man what to do, the old man said that he had to pack up and leave quickly, otherwise he might be doomed. Fang Bicheng hurriedly packed up, even if the old man didn't say it, he knew that the other party was probably ready to come over to seek revenge.

For some reason, everything in the house seems to be against him. This made him feel more and more that he lacked everything and could not find anything.

Finally, after almost tripping over the third time, Fang Bicheng couldn't hold back and roared fiercely at the old man, "Don't rush me, he's not busy? Don't you! Aren't you very powerful? Find a way to let me take refuge in the bronze mirror!"

The old man let out a long sigh and looked at him with a pitiful expression, "I wanted to help you, but you're not up to your expectations! I'm also ready to leave, you are really embarrassed."

"What do you mean?!" Fang Bicheng suddenly panicked, "No, senior, I just said the wrong thing and have a bad attitude. You, we Didn't you say that a contract has been made? You can't just leave!"

"Yes, but if I go, you can't stop me." The old man stroked his beard and shook his head: "In that world, I It was sealed in your father's body, but you once... Forget it, in short, I'm afraid I can't cultivate your seedlings."

"No, why the hell!? Just because I didn't see you?! But I've been looking for you!"

Fang Bicheng's voice showed some despair, but he still didn't stop packing, and soon he dragged his suitcase out of the house.

The continuous drizzle was scattered everywhere by the wind, making him chill.

He just walked quickly at first, but soon, inexplicable fear drove him to run quickly.

The old man's voice came from far away, "Run, just turn and turn into another street—"

The old man's voice suddenly became dazed, because Fang Bicheng bumped into someone head-on.

He clenched the handle of the suitcase tightly, but before he had time to look up, he saw a long black umbrella swinging towards him.

There was a sudden pain in her head, and her vision was blurred.

Fang Bicheng fell to the ground, holding his head and twitching for a few minutes.

One hand lifted his collar and picked him up with ease, he drooped like a dead chicken with the bones pulled out head.

He burst into tears, and he stared at the person in a trance.

First saw a peaked cap, the man was tall and slender, holding a baseball bat in his hand.

Fang Bicheng's eyes widened immediately, his voice trembling, "W-what are you doing?"

The man didn't speak, but another slightly outgoing and cheerful voice came first, "Fang Bicheng, why are you so polite? Am I familiar?"

Fang Bicheng looked at the past.

Zhou Ruyao was wearing a hoodie, his black hair was wet under the hat, but his smile was clean and dazzling, and his eyes were bright. He leaned against the wall with one hand and held a long umbrella over his shoulder with the other.

He shuddered, and hurriedly shouted: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was wrong! I had eyes and didn't know Taishan before! I was complacent, really , I won't dare in the future. Why should a big man like you care about us, a dream thing is not worth it! I was really wrong! Forgive me! "

"Don't worry, I'm not that stingy."

Zhou Ruyao smiled, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and pinched his mouth.

Then, he slowly stuffed the whole pack of cigarettes into his mouth.

Zhou Jue still held him, did not speak or move.

Fang Bicheng's lips trembled, and even the cigarette in his mouth trembled.

Zhou Ruyao said, "If you bite it tight, it won't sound good if you shout."

The moment the voice fell, the black umbrella head hit hard.

"Ahh-"

The forbidding roar shattered the sky.

It has been raining for a long time, so long that it is annoying.

Fang Bicheng's consciousness gradually blurred, dark blood stained on the crumpled cigarette case, but soon, the blood was washed away from the plastic film by the rain .

He watched the backs of the two leaving, clenched his fists, and pulled away from him with strength.

The siren blared from a distance.

Soon, several police cars stopped beside him, and it seemed that someone helped him up.

Fang Bicheng bit his tongue immediately, kept his last sobriety, and pointed in the direction where Zhou Ruyao was leaving, "They—robbery—there!"

Since they were all dead, he tried every means to pull them into the water.

While thinking about this, he heard the police officer beside him say in a very formulaic tone: "Fang Bicheng, right? We suspect that you have something to do with reselling cultural relics together. Sorry, you might need to come with us."

A thunder sounded in Fang Bicheng's mind, and he looked at them in all black uniforms in surprise.

Almost instantly, Fang Bicheng understood everything.

He was overwhelmed by the overwhelming despair, and he had no strength to struggle.

When Li Hanshan was about to leave the hotel, he happened to meet Zhou Ruyao who was about to take the elevator.

His clothes were wet and he was in a good mood. He was leaning on a long umbrella like he was leaning on a cane.

Li Hanshan frowned, "Did you bring an umbrella, there is a pool of water on the ground."

"Eating hot pot is so hot, let it cool down in the rain." Zhou Ruyao gave him a blank look, "What do you know, this is the romance of a teenager."

Li Hanshan did not change his face, "I hope your romance will not become the source of cold infection."

He got off the elevator and was about to leave when he realized something and glanced back at Zhou Ruyao.

The elevator door was almost closed, Zhou Ruyao yawned boredly, and swayed around with an umbrella in both hands.

The black long-handled umbrella was stuck on the ground, with deep and light reddish-brown water marks.

Zhou Ruyao was a little inexplicable, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? You won't regret not taking you with you to eat hot pot, right?"

Li Hanshan raised his eyebrows, "It's alright, I just think the hot pot has a lot of oil smoke, and your body smells too heavy."

Zhou Ruyao shrugged.

“Ding—”

The elevator doors are fully closed at this moment.

Li Hanshan walked out of the hotel, the car was parked, and one person was holding an umbrella.

He bowed into the back seat.

One handed the document to him respectfully, "Transcript."

Li Hanshan flipped through it, "It's almost there."

The man added: "The materials for the prosecution here have been prepared, including video and witnesses. Besides that—"

Li Hanshan looked at him.

He said hesitantly: "He also said that he knows it must be you, and I hope you can raise your hand, and he can use a secret Gu Zhixing to make a deal with you He also said that even if you two are brothers, Gu Zhixing has a lot of things to hide from you."

The drizzle knocks on the window, it is a good time to sleep.

This is what people like Gu Zhixing like to say.

Li Hanshan has never understood why people waste time on extra sleep. He feels that this time is enough for him to solve many problems and do more meaningful things. For example, reading books, doing questions, exercising, or dealing with documents within your ability.

But now, he seems to be really sleepy.

Li Hanshan rarely relaxed his usual sitting posture, leaned on the car seat, and closed his eyes for a while.

The person on the other side didn't dare to say more, just waited quietly for the answer.

For a long time, Li Hanshan's gentle and smiling voice sounded, with a bit of doubt in his tone.

"In your opinion, which of the two parties is not equal to the transaction?"

"…Ok, I see."

"Tell him the secret, it's worthless."