Become a one-time character in a comic

Gu Mingxing was still covered in wounds when he came back from the training island. Huo Ting, who went to pick him up, saw that the boy was actually smiling. Huo Ting couldn't help but complained: "Are you finally crazy? You are still smiling with knife wounds all over your body."

Gu Mingxing was in a good mood, so he answered his question: "It's just a knife wound, it's not broken anywhere."

Huo Ting understood what he meant. In Gu Mingxing's mind, the injury of a broken part of the body was less serious than the knife wounds all over the body. But even if it was a knife wound, he was still lying on a stretcher to go to the hospital.

"Mingxing!"

A woman ran over from the crowd, panting, her face full of worry.

Gu Mingxing looked at Huo Ting and asked, "Why is this person here?"

Huo Ting shrugged and said he didn't know either.

"Mingxing, why are you injured so much? Why are you bleeding so much?" Miss Qian was so distressed when she saw the blood and scars. The more she looked, the sadder she became. Tears flowed uncontrollably: "What are you training for? I'll go and tell my uncle that you can't participate in the training."

Gu Mingxing just thought she was noisy, and even worried that his own words were just unnecessary chatter in his ears.

So he pretended to faint and closed his eyes; at least his eyes were clear.

Huo Ting pulled Miss Qian away and signaled the medical staff to take Gu Mingxing away quickly.

"He needs treatment now. Resting is very important for a patient, right? Miss Qian."

Miss Qian became quiet instantly. She just watched Gu Mingxing get into the ambulance.

Huo Ting glanced at her and kindly reminded her: "It's best to call Gu Mingxing by his full name, not the word 'Mingxing', and it's best not to call him that in front of Gu Mingxing's mother."

"why?"

Huo Ting looked careless again, supporting his head with both hands and walking with big strides: "I'm just reminding you kindly, it's up to you whether you listen or not."

On this road, there is no chance for the Qian family to go on the road at all, but Mingyue asked Gu Mingxing to keep in touch with the Qian family. Huo Ting still doesn't understand why he should contact the Qian family who can't do anything. The more people on the road, the more dangerous it is.

After Huo Ting returned home, he saw Hua Ting at home, which was very rare. Huo's father brought washed grapes and placed them in front of Hua Ting. Hua Ting pinched a grape and put it into Huo's father's mouth, and Huo's father gave her a kiss in return.

Every time he sees his parents in love, Huo Ting gets goose bumps.

"Can you show your affection when my son and I are not around?"

Hua Ting saw Huo Ting coming back, and said with surprise: "my son is back, is Xiao Xingxing okay?"

Huo Ting had just come from Gu Mingxing, and Hua Ting knew that Huo Ting sometimes really didn't know how big and how fast his own intelligence network was, but he was used to it.

He walked to the bar, and Hua Ting propped up her chin and looked at the father and son: "My two bartenders, are you going to make me a drink?"

Father Huo gave Hua Ting a glass of prepared wine, which was the light blue color that Hua Ting liked. Hua Ting smiled and said to Father Huo, "Thank you, husband."

Huo Ting poured himself a glass of wine and rolled his eyes at the couple.

Hua Ting smiled and said, "If you can't stand it, go find a partner yourself."

"Sister Hua, I suspect you are urging me to get married in disguise."

"You can marry or not, but even if you don't, the assets in my family are enough for you to spend."

Father Huo placed a glass of wine he had mixed in front of Huo Ting, and then gave Huo Ting a contemptuous and provocative look.

This is a stronger drink. Mr. Huo did this on purpose to let him challenge himself with a stronger drink. After all, he is already nineteen.

Huo Ting felt that he was looked down upon, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it down violently, but the wine was too strong and he only finished half a glass.

Hua Ting burst into laughter, and Father Huo looked at her laughing with a smile.

Huo Ting really couldn't stand this couple. He supported himself on the table and turned over to sit across from the bar. He also deliberately separated himself from Hua Ting by two seats. Hua Ting asked jokingly, "Are you angry?"

"Why am I angry?" Huo Ting shook the ice in the glass violently: "What's going on with the Qian family?"

"What are you asking?"

Huo Ting put the wine glass on the table: "Qian family, they are of no use to us, why should we contact them?"

"If you have been eating cookies for forty-five years, and one day you see a cake, but the owner of the cake is willing to play with you, what will you do?"

Huo Ting said without hesitation: "even if my face is stiff with laughter, I will be with him."

"Now that you and the owner have a foster sister and foster brother relationship, do you think you have a better chance of having your cake and eating it too?"

Huo Ting nodded.

"But to have your cake and eat it you have to pay the price of cookies. Are you willing to do that?"

Huo Ting asked: "Do you want me to give up the cookies?"

"Yes, only if everyone gives up the cookies can we join in the cake."

Huo Ting understood that the Qian family wanted to share the things on the road, because the Qian family was not satisfied with the status quo, they wanted more and better, but the Qian family didn't know what was on this road. They only knew that since there was a pioneer, they could also walk this road.

But there was one thing he didn't understand, so he asked, "Won't this be a burden?"

"A person who is willing to give up the biscuits he once had in abundance, a person who gives up all biscuits for the sake of immediate benefits, is like a thirsty person walking in the desert. He only needs a glass of water. If you keep him hungry long enough, he will be willing to do anything," Hua Ting smiled in a very standard way, but her eyes were full of amusement. "In the end, he will definitely do whatever it takes. Since he will do whatever it takes, he will be lacking in thinking."

Huo Ting suddenly realized that such a person would only be dazzled by the things he wanted most in front of him, and would ignore what was behind him. Maybe there was a gun pointing at his heart behind this person, and in the end, he would not get anything he wanted most.

Huo Ting couldn't help asking, "whose idea was this?"

"When it comes to psychology, your uncle Xu is the best."

Huo Ting never expected that this was actually Uncle Xu's idea. He originally thought it was Gu Mingxing's mother, Mingyue, who came up with it.

For a moment, he felt a chill.

"Mom, I never knew what role our family played on this road."

"A good output must have good support, and that's what we have."

"Among the three of us, if we are the auxiliary, who is the output?"

"Gu."

"What about Xu?"

"Nurse."

Huo Ting understood that output cannot be only output, auxiliary cannot be only auxiliary, and nurse cannot be only blood recovery.

Huo Ting, who had solved his doubts, drank the last half glass of wine. The stimulation of the strong liquor in his taste buds was not enough to cover the trembling feeling of knowing all this.

Huo Ting left. Father Huo looked at the direction where Huo Ting left. The wine in Hua Ting's glass was gone. "I said these on purpose. Don't worry, dear. The path they three have taken is different from ours. They have opened a new path."

Father Huo looked at Hua Ting, his eyes asking: "What can we do?"

"All we can do is to do our auxiliary work well. The new era belongs to them."

Father Huo kissed her on the forehead and nodded.

Gu Mingxing was lying in the ward. After the doctor left, Miss Qian walked in with a bouquet of flowers. Gu Mingxing knew she was coming, but he didn't want to see her.

From Miss Qian's perspective, Gu Mingxing was still asleep. After putting down the flowers, she saw a familiar letter on Gu Mingxing's bedside table. She walked over, picked up the letter and saw that it was the letter she wrote to Gu Mingxing.

The letter had been opened, which meant that Gu Mingxing had read it, but he did not reply.

Miss Qian looked at Gu Mingxing, whose entire body was covered in bandages, and felt sorry for him. She understood that he had no time to reply to her letters because of these things.

So she put the letter back to its original place, bent down and whispered in the "sleeping" Gu Mingxing's ear: "Write back to me when you wake up."

After saying that, she left.

After Miss Qian left, Gu Mingxing opened his eyes. He could even prop himself up and sit on the bed against the headboard.

Gu Mingxing glanced at the letter placed next to him. He simply forgot about it, even the existence of the letter.

"The girl said you were still asleep," Gu Zong walked in, "Aren't you quite awake?"

"Are you here to see if I'm dead or not?"

Gu Zong felt like he was back home, sitting lazily on the sofa in a familiar manner: "If you die, will you still be my and your mother's son?"

"Come on, what do you want to say?"

"Can't I come to see you because I care about my son?"

Gu Mingxing said coldly, "Tsk!" When Gu Mingxing was dying, Gu Zong didn't come to visit him. But this time, Gu Mingxing came to see him just because he was slightly injured. It goes without saying that he must have something to say. Gu Mingxing didn't cooperate with his hypocrisy at all: "There's no one else here. There's no point in pretending."

"Alright," Gu Zong shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and said, "The training is over. Your mother and I didn't expect you to improve so quickly, so we decided to let you go straight to the road."

"Where to go?"

"A place you are familiar with," Gu Zong picked up the fruit knife on the table and turned it in his hand: "This time you are fully responsible for the affairs over there, but you must infiltrate several groups over there and obtain the gray cooperation of the groups over there."

Gu Mingxing smiled coldly: "What benefits can I get?"

Gu Zong laughed: "You are worthy of being my son. You are still thinking about the benefits at this time. There are benefits." Gu Zong stopped spinning the knife in his hand and pointed the tip of the knife at him: "You are free there. We will not monitor you. We only need your results. How about it? And we will not attack anyone around you."

"What do you mean?"

When Gu Mingxing was very young, he deeply understood that he could not have any friends or close people. This was the beginning of a nightmare for those people, the birth of danger, and the approach of danger.

So he never makes friends. Xu Yan and Huo Ting are not friends either. They are more like partners in the same situation. Therefore, he plays with only two of them at most, and he cannot get close to others.

But in the past few years, there has been a person who is very important to him, so important that he doesn't care what the world will become - Yu Xiaoan.

Fortunately, Yu Xiaoan often changes his identity and body, so even if the Gu family knows, they cannot catch the real Yu Xiaoan. He will only feel familiar with Yu Xiaoan's new identity and body, but after a while he will still be indifferent, even like a stranger.

But Gu Zong just said "I won't attack anyone around you", which means that one or more people have already been attacked.

Gu Zong smiled: "On the surface?"

"who is it?"

"A man named Eidol, who is now in the hands of the Qian family."

Gu Zong was surprised to see the expression on Gu Mingxing's face: "I didn't expect to see such an expression on my son's face. You weren't so horrified when you saw a live dissection for the first time. Hahahahahaha, your mother should come to see you today."

"Where is the Qian family now?"

"Ask me?" Gu Zong put away the knife, looked at his son with a playful expression and said, "Miss Qian is your door to contact the groups over there. You must get the key."

Gu Zong put his hands in his pockets and left with a smile. Gu Mingxing didn't expect that Edor was in their hands. He just missed Yu Xiaoan too much and wanted to be with her. He couldn't control his excitement and didn't care that there were other people who were eyeing him covetously.

He didn't dare to imagine what Yu Xiaoan would go through. During the winter break of his adulthood, he witnessed too many cruel things.

He saw with his own eyes people watching their own flesh being scraped off their bodies, and the heart-wrenching screams pierced his ears.

He saw with his own eyes that normal people were treated like dogs in heat and tortured by other people with props. He felt sick at the godless desire.

He personally witnessed the birth of the evil that should not exist, the human pig, he personally saw people cheering at the sight of such an existence, he witnessed the decay and pus beneath the decadence and debauchery...

He became an adult during that winter vacation and saw a lot.

So he didn't dare to think about how Yu Xiaoan would be treated.

He hopes Yu Xiaoan is fine.

Gu Mingxing restrained his emotions, he knew that he couldn't lose control. Once he lost control, he would be unable to do anything, unable to think, unable to act. He turned his head to look at the letter next to him. This time he read the letter carefully, then endured the cracked and bleeding wound to write a reply.

He wanted to go and see how Edor was doing, he wanted to know if Yu Xiaoan was still there.

He put pen to paper and the tip of the pen tore the paper. He slapped himself hard to stop himself from falling into self-fear and to calm down. All he did now was to find Yu Xiaoan.

He took out a piece of letter paper again, and this time he held his right wrist with his left hand and wrote a few words on the letter paper like a normal friend would reply.

Gu Mingxing bit him, his body trembling with anger. He threw himself on the hospital bed, buried his head in the pillow and screamed.

He did this because here, he couldn't be himself, he couldn't express his anger, his shouts couldn't be heard, and he couldn't tell anyone about his pain.

He learned a lot this time. He learned that no matter how exciting something was, he had to restrain himself. He also deeply learned a saying - a little impatience will ruin a great plan.

Gu Mingxing paid the price for his actions this time. Fear and anger swept through his body, but he had to control his emotions. No matter how strong these two emotions were, he had to control them.

But this was so painful. He ignored his injuries and covered himself with the quilt. In the small dark space formed by the quilt and the bed, he hugged himself...