game of brave

Gu Ziming will always remember that noon.

When he rushed to the hospital, his wife's critical illness notice had already come down, and the hand that signed it trembled endlessly for the rest of the time, and couldn't stop at all.

However, the ending made him believe that God will not set up any situation for anyone for no reason.Outside the operating room, it was like a thunder in the sky in June. The news flooded his whole body. At that moment, he just wanted to have a high fever.But he is not eligible.

He returned home as usual, coaxed his daughter, and cooked for her.

There was something about Xiaoyuan that reassured him.That is, in the matter of mother, she never cried, as if there had never been such a woman in her life.

But he can't do it, sometimes he really wants to hide in his daughter's world, her universe is always so peaceful, the fireworks in the world can't swallow it, and the storm can't abandon her.All of this, in her eyes, is just a matter of building blocks being built and then falling down, falling down and building again.

Life still has to go on.

He carried all of his wife's burdens, as well as his own.

The cause of death of his wife was a sudden myocardial infarction and suffocation after being knocked down by a motorcycle in the vegetable market.He has not accepted the results of this investigation, because he knows that his wife will not get sick for no reason.

It was the weekend, and the morning market was crowded with people.Some gossip came into his ears:

"Didn't a woman die in front of that booth that day? She was hit by a motorcycle. You said that a motorcycle can kill a person? Oh, I said that the old woman who sells vegetables is also true. It's a matter of a few cents. If you have the upper hand, just follow her, why bother arguing with others over this matter. If you don't fight, it's not sure whether you will be hit or not."

"Really, how do you know this?"

"I stood next to her to buy vegetables that day, and watched the show for a long time. She turned around after the quarrel, and the car crashed into it. I saw it at that moment, oh, Amitabha, what a sin."

Gu Ziming's body felt as if he had been shocked by an electric shock, and he didn't move at all.

Although most of the words of the market are not credible, Gu Ziming still wrote it down.

He went back to the stall where his wife died and bought a handful of celery from his aunt.Obviously, the aunt had an impression of him, so she took his money and nodded at him.

It's just that she couldn't think of it at all, and this man had already started to plan in his heart.

The meal in Xiaoyuan was delicious, and Gu Ziming watched the child eat the whole time.Because he was afraid, once he took his eyes off the child, his mind would be full of that thing.

He didn't think much about it, he just wanted her to try the feeling of lying on the cold floor.

In the afternoon of the second day, Gu Ziming had no class, so he drove to a gas station near his home to buy a bottle of gasoline.

He spent the afternoon planning the event.

At night, he put his daughter to sleep and closed the door of her room.

He was sitting in the living room smoking, and the floor was covered with cigarette butts. The ashtray was dropped by his daughter some time ago, and he never remembered to buy it.

The clock on the wall points to 12 o'clock.

He got up, went downstairs, and walked in the early morning of midsummer.

This was clearly the time of solitude that he had always dreamed of after marriage, but at this moment, the cool wind made him shiver all over.

After a while, he came to the vegetable market, and the stalls during the day were already empty.

He walked step by step to the place where his wife lay more than a month ago.For some reason, his mind was full of his wife crying hysterically and tugging at the hem of his shirt.But in fact, no one will really stop him anymore.

So he unscrewed the cap of the petrol bottle.

Pour evenly around the stall for a week until all the gasoline in the bottle is used up.

As if he was satisfied, he discarded the gasoline bottle in a trash can far away from the booth.

That night, he forgot how he got home. Fortunately, his daughter didn't wake up crying in the middle.

So he went back to the bedroom, took off his coat, and fell asleep.

This night, he was exhausted.

On the second day and the third day, he went to work normally and picked up the children as if nothing happened.

However, during the break on the fourth day, he had nothing to do and was ready to give lectures to the students in the next class.Those questions are always the same for him.So he made himself a cup of tea, picked up the paper that had just arrived in the mailroom, and slipped his cup from his hand when he saw the local edition.The old man suffered a femur fracture due to a fall and was paraplegic at a high position.The next second, he saw the headline: The old man in his seventies was afraid of hurting the orphan, so he unplugged the oxygen tube and died.

Gu Ziming almost jumped up from his seat.He felt a burst of oppression, and suddenly, his world became a sea of ​​blood.

Everything is red.It's like wearing colored glasses.

When I was in class, I couldn't explain the color of the liquid clearly to the students.

Finally he couldn't bear it anymore, and when the school bell rang, he rushed out the door without even saying that get out of class was over.

In the bathroom, he vomited so badly that he was about to vomit out all the food he had eaten in the past two days.

Finally, after vomiting, he hid in the cubicle and cried.

He didn't cry for anything else, he was just crying for himself, he was crying that he was not qualified to be Xiaoyuan's father.

In the few days after that, Gu Ziming didn't think about turning himself in. He also thought about finding a kind couple for Xiao Yuan.However, Xiaoyuan is no better than the other children. What if they are only compassionate for a while, and then they dislike her later?

Thinking of this, he decided to teach Xiaoyuan the basic things of dressing and eating independently first, and less trouble means a higher chance of being adopted.

However, when Gu Ziming used a tougher method than before to guide Xiaoyuan, hoping to learn new skills as soon as possible, things turned out to be counterproductive. Instead, Xiaoyuan ate less and was even less willing to dress independently like other children. The clothes are broken, every time it seems that the clothes are torn to shreds.

Gu Ziming was cornered, and he also thought about handing over Xiaoyuan to the police, finding a suitable angle to jump off and leaving.But when he thought of the bleak childhood in the orphanage that Xiaoyuan might face soon, he was terrified of everything.

At that time, Tian Xuming already had his own mountain in Xingyi, and he was indeed very suitable for this position.

So finally in the second year, Tian Xuming found him, and he went straight to the point

"You help us complete this matter, and we can guarantee that you can hide from the sky and live a peaceful life with your daughter. Even if one day you really have to go to jail, we will also guarantee to find a suitable family for your daughter to grow up in. "

Gu Ziming smiled sadly:

"Why do you think that I will choose to believe you."

"Just because you don't have a choice."