Fall in love with summer flamingos

Gu Shiye had suffered so many injustices before, but he never felt wronged. He had been bullied for so long, teased for so many years, and he had never felt wronged. He had never felt wronged when he was locked up in a small dark room. He just felt very scared. But today, he suddenly felt particularly wronged. He didn't want to endure the injustice for even a second. It was as if all his emotions had reached a peak. If he didn't speak out, he would be suffocated to death in this emotion.

"Yes, you're right. My brother bullies me because I deserve it. I'm not pleasing to him enough...

It was my fault that he poured dish soap into my water glass. I should have smiled and drank it to make him happy.

If he tripped me, I should have fallen and broken my head to make him happy, instead of telling Mom...

It was my fault that he deliberately locked me in that dark room. I should have died there that day, in that room without sunlight. That way, he wouldn't have chosen to bully me again just because my mother cared more about me after that incident...

He erased my essay, took the dog food I put out, soiled my clean school uniform, and hid my red scarf. So I deserved to be criticized by the teacher and laughed at by my classmates...

Everything that happened in high school was my fault. It was my fault that he wore a badge with my name on it to bully other students and locked them up in the lab for a whole night. It was also my fault that he ordered others to bully students I had crossed paths with a few times...

It's my fault that the boy was bullied and beaten by a group of people in the bathroom and yelled at me to get out. It's also my fault that I couldn't stay in school because of this, because I wasn't strong enough to bear it...

So... all of this is my fault, are you satisfied?

Gu Haiyang stared at him in a daze for several seconds, his face dark and blue with anger. He placed his hands on his thighs, his fingers slightly bent. He stood up, walked over to Gu Shiye, stared at him intently, and slapped him hard across the face...

Pah... a sudden slap...

Gu Shiye felt his face aching so much it felt like it wasn't his own anymore, and his heart ached so much it felt like he was about to lose his breath. Tears welled up in his eyes as he tried to open them as wide as he could, staring up at this indifferent father. He wondered why he didn't just strangle him to death instead of treating him like this, insulting him, and hurting him...

Gu Haiyang looked at this pair of eyes, took two steps back, sat back on the sofa, looked at him, and said to him something that Gu Shiye would never be able to let go of in his life.

"Xiaoye did these things because you, his brother, didn't love him enough and you became jealous. And you actually think you're not in the wrong."

Gu Shiye suddenly wondered why his life was like this. Why? He cried. He had rarely shed tears since his mother passed away.

He went from silently shedding tears to crying out loud, he cried with laughter and then laughed with tears, and looked at his father across from him, who looked at him like garbage... or as if he was looking at a psychopath...

He suddenly stood up and walked to his father, clenched his fist and shouted

"Then give him my life too. I don't want it at all... I should have died a long time ago. When my mother passed away, I should have died with her...

Gu Haiyang was furious. He stood up, raised his hand, and slapped him again with a loud slap. It was even harder than the last slap. He glared at him as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes. "How dare you mention your mother? If it weren't for you... would your mother have died?"

Gu Shiye yelled and cried, "Yes!... I am not worthy of mentioning my mother. I should have let your beloved son strangle my neck and scratch my face when he was 12 years old... Then my mother would not have run downstairs in high heels in a hurry, and would not have fallen down the stairs, hit her head and died of brain hemorrhage... So it's all my fault... Take my life...

Gu Haiyang's body was shaking violently. His wife's departure was the biggest blow to him. However, the superior who had been in a high position for many years pushed all the responsibility onto his eldest son, whom he did not like. Today, his eldest son, who had been forbearing for a long time, threw out all the words in his heart and put them in front of him. Every word of those words told him that he was the instigator of today's situation. If he could be nicer to Gu Shiye and share some of the love he had for Gu Shiye with him, perhaps things would not have ended like this today, and his beloved wife would not have left him so early...

Gu Haiyang, the director who had been at ease in the business world for more than twenty years, the leader of the group who was considered omnipotent by others, the leader of the wolf pack, but today, in this dilapidated old house, after listening to the accusations that his unfavored son had suppressed in his heart for more than ten years, he slapped his unloved son twice... and fled in panic... without even looking back at his son who was about to be crushed to death and driven crazy.

Su Yangxia stood in the bedroom with his back against the door, tears streaming down his face. He had gone from not being able to hear the conversation between the father and son outside to being able to hear it clearly, and then to being able to hear the voices clearly through the door...

Until a quarrel broke out outside, and Gu Shiye dug out his childhood and even his entire teenage years, bloody and bloody, and threw it to his father, heart and flesh. The conversation between father and son, which lasted only ten minutes, turned out to be the most he had spoken to Gu Shiye in all the time he had known him...

And those minutes-long accusations revealed all the resentment and anger, the grievance and humiliation he had been suppressing for over a decade. He carried a knife called forbearance on his shoulders, which had grown with his flesh over the years. When he took it off, it was always attached to his flesh, and at some unpredictable moment, it was torn off with his bare hands, leaving only a bloody skeleton...