Confession

After nightfall, the lights are dimmed, and the white-collar workers who are tired from work and Party A during the day use the dark night to tear up their pretended and kind faces, and release their truest selves in front of tobacco, alcohol, friends, and delicious food.

Hearty laughter, swear words and passionate emotions sink in the feasting and luxury.

Lin Xu stood against the wall, with a cigarette in his mouth, he smoked fiercely and vigorously, and the cigarette burned up quickly in three or four puffs, leaving white ash on the floor.

He arched his back slightly, the smoke disrupted his vision, and the neon lights in front of him were somewhat blurred. The coiled mist rose slowly, solidified in the sultry weather, and lingered for a long time.Qing Jun's face was somewhat indifferent, and the gloomy blue shirt emitted a more indifferent luster than his eyes.

Guo Shule came out and saw such a scene, Lin Xu was good-looking, and today he was specially dressed, standing lazily leaning against the wall, with a faint sense of decadence in his brows and eyes, the blue color on his body was like this The only bright color in this small world.

"When did you learn to smoke?" Guo Shule walked over. In just a few minutes, there were already four or five cigarette butts, as if he was smoking desperately.

Lin Xu didn't answer, the relationship between them has never been able to reminisce.

Lin Xu threw the finished cigarette at his feet, stomped on the spark, and looked at Guo Shule indifferently, "When Xia Nan called you, she probably didn't tell you the reason for the meal. You came to see me on purpose."

Guo Shule pushed his glasses and smiled softly, "Xiaoxu, your condition is much better than last time in the bar. Are you dating Jiang Yang now? I remember you said you have someone you like, It's our junior, but you don't dare to pursue it. So is it Jiang Yang? You should have told me earlier, after all, I had a good relationship with Jiang Yang at the beginning, maybe I can help you pursue it, so it won't be the case now. Just together."

"You help me?" Lin Xu's eyes were red. If his eyes were a knife, the person in front of him would have been cut into pieces by him. "The only thing I'm glad is that I didn't tell you about this. Guo Shule, you have What kind of face appeared in front of me? Bringing up old things again, what do you want to do?!"

Guo Shule calmly looked at his gradually out of control emotions, "I didn't want to do anything, Xiaoxu, I just wanted to care about you as a classmate I haven't seen for many years. After all, I'm sorry for that incident back then. I was obsessed with ghosts and I owe you all the time. A word of sorry."

Lin Xu stared at him for a while, then smiled mockingly, every word, with hatred bursting from the depths of his soul, "Guo Shule, you really make me sick."

"..."

"I'm sorry? An apology is useful? Can it turn back time? Can it make me and my faxiao reconcile as before?! Can I never be raped by the Internet?! Can it keep me from being scolded to death for homosexuality? ?!"

Lin Xu's voice of questioning became louder and louder. At the end, his eyes were scarlet and his pretty face was even distorted. He asked in a piercing trembling voice: "Can my parents be brought back to life?!"

---That's ridiculous.

A fluffy sorry, I just want to cover up everything and make him feel relieved.

In the past five years, Lin Xu has wandered in nightmares for more than 1000 days and nights. How many times he woke up in the middle of the night. The tragic death of his parents and the attacks on the Internet made him mentally collapsed, and all thoughts were lost.

He often heard someone talking in his ears, the sound of abuse was mixed, spittle was sprayed on his face, and his skin rotted into black stains.

His soul was repeatedly torn apart, and everyone trampled on him. The ringtone of his mobile phone became the call of hell, and claws stretched out from the thorns, trying to drag him into the quagmire, beyond redemption.

Those heartbreaking words were like a sharp knife inserted into his heart, the scarlet blood flowed out, his body rotted and his soul was broken. He fell precariously from the cliff, closed his eyes, and desperately wanted to disappear from the world .

The scar on his wrist has not faded for five years. When he cut the flesh, he poured out hatred and despair, and the knife with all his strength can see the bone.

The fresh blood stained the pure water, and bloody mandosaurs blossomed out. His wrist was soaked in the warm water, and the blood could not coagulate. Lin Xu lay peacefully in the bathtub, feeling the passing of life calmly. Feel the long-lost peace.

The noisy voices in his ears finally subsided, his eyes were slack, and he saw the gate of the underworld glowing with cold green light, and saw his parents smiling at him and reaching out to him.

If it wasn't for Yang Xiaoling wanting to apologize and smashing him who was soaked in blood, there would be no such person as Lin Xu by now.

Hearing Guo Shule's bland and insincere apology, Lin Xu only felt it was ridiculous.

Why is he?What face do you have to say?

I'm sorry, it's the most weak and pale words.

It can't soothe the wound, can't change the facts, and its function is only to give the perpetrator a little psychological comfort.

Guo Shule has not experienced everything with him, and has nothing to do with him. He will always stand on the commanding heights and watch Lin Xu grieve and suffer, falling into the past and unable to extricate himself.

Lin Xu's temples were throbbing, his emotions were on the verge of collapse, his body was covered with cold sweat, he could only stand still while leaning on the wall, and his breathing was short of breath.

He has always been desolate and handsome, and his long-festered heart does not have so much energy to take care of the outside world, so when facing others, he is like a banished fairy who is not stained with dust, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, transparent but bleak. His eyes flicked over everything.

Lin Xu's emotions have never been so strong as today, the hatred and resentment, pain and disgust that were buried in the bottom of his heart exploded uncontrollably in front of Guo Shule's hypocritical face.

Guo Shule has maintained a refined and friendly smile tonight, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, the lens filters his sarcastic sight, and hides his true face very well.

This mask of his was useless in front of Lin Xu, Lin Xu would not be bewitched, and his eyes were stung by his smile.

Facing Lin Xu's questioning, Guo Shule was silent for a moment, and said, "Xiao Xu, people can't cling to the past, we all have to..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Xu rushed forward suddenly, with a gust of wind in his fists, he rushed in front of Guo Shule, Lin Xu ruthlessly knocked him down to the ground—just like what he wanted to do five years ago.

Guo Shule was unprepared, and he probably didn't expect the always gentle Lin Xu to do such a thing. His left cheek was in severe pain, his glasses were knocked off the ground, and a strong bloody smell immediately gushed out of his mouth.

Without waiting for his reaction, Lin Xu grabbed his neckline vigorously and pressed him firmly against the wall.

Lin Xu's body was trembling, his eyes were burning with fury, he gritted his teeth, his face was ferocious, he wished to swallow Guo Shule alive, "You fucking have no right to say these words! It started when you stole my work! Since you let the Internet People said that I copied you! It started when you didn’t explain to me for vanity, and even exposed my contact information on the Internet! Guo Shule, how can there be such a scum like you? Did I treat you badly before? It’s me Not sincere enough for you or what? Why do you treat me like this, ah?! You are not guilty of flattering you on the Internet?! You are so at ease to bear things that do not belong to you?!"

Guo Shule pressed the tip of his tongue against the broken mucous membrane, and the blood stimulated his nerves. Lin Xu's words brought him back to the most "brilliant" summer in his life.

There was a flash of madness in his eyes, and he said darkly: "Lin Xu, you can't blame me, you are too good. You are always the first in grades, and you are a good student and good boy in the eyes of the teacher. That's right, why can't everyone see me?! You are playing and studying at the same time, sitting lightly and firmly sitting on the first place. But I have to pay a hundred times, a thousand times of effort every semester to barely maintain the second place and catch up with you. You And why?!"

Guo Shule's mask finally came off, revealing his ferocious and resentful nature. His perennially dark psychology made his real face extremely sinister and vicious, like a poisonous snake hiding in the ground poking its head out, every inch of its scales glowing with a chilling chill.

"Lin Xu, you have everything, a wealthy family, excellent grades, you can easily have things that others have to work a thousand times harder to get. You should not blame me, but yourself!" He pushed hard Leaving Lin Xu, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and his eyes were ruthless.

"You think I'm heinous and put all hats on me. But did I kill your parents? Is it because of me that Yang Xiaoling broke up with you?" Guo Shule admired Lin Xu's momentary stupefaction, every word It hit the nail on the head, sighing like a devil, "Lin Xu, it's you."

Lin Xu's body swayed, took a step back, his face turned pale, his emotions were easily controlled by Guo Shule, his rage turned into panic, and he resisted Guo Shule's every word.

But these notes were like a breathtaking piece of music, the more he resisted, the more he drilled into his ears.

"Your parents rushed back to get into a car accident because of you, and Yang Xiaoling broke up with you because of your excessive entanglement." Guo Shule sneered and pressed her step by step, "Lin Xu, what I did was only aimed at you. But everything around you was destroyed by yourself, and you can’t blame others. God is fair, and people will not always be lucky. How many things were given to you at the beginning will be taken back one day, and you can only watch helplessly. on."

Every time Guo Shule said a word, Lin Xu's face turned pale, his pupils trembled, and his eyes were distracted. These words were accurately inserted into his bleeding heart.

Lin Xu couldn't refute anything, because these were indeed facts.

Back then, readers accused him of plagiarism, told him to die, and apologized, scolded him to the brim, all the private messages on Weibo and the comments section of his works fell, but the worst thing was that his private mobile phone number was exposed.

The person who exposed was very subtle, did not disclose Lin Xu's real name, home address, and school information, but only released a seemingly insignificant mobile phone number, but this was a devastating impact on Lin Xu.

During that time, his mobile phone has never been stopped, and he was called by a series of malicious calls. Hundreds of messages came in, and some people even searched and added his WeChat through the mobile phone number. The verification information is all about scolding him for plagiarism, telling him to die, and insulting his parents.

Lin Xu felt that he was going crazy, and the ringtone of his mobile phone became a dragon that devoured him. He didn't know what he did wrong, why he had to go through these inhuman tortures.

Obviously it was Guo Shule who stole the full text of his manuscript and published it with a newly created ID. At that time, Lin Xu was already a well-known author, but without knowing it, he used his own manuscript to publish it half a year later than Guo Shule.

This work was meticulously crafted by Lin Xu's full manuscript. Both the plot and the emotions are perfect. He already has some traffic, and this work is immediately a godsend.

There is an endless stream of readers who follow Lin Xu. When following updates, they praise Lin Xu in the comment area every day, and also send private messages on Weibo to express their love for Lin Xu.

At that time, Lin Xu was innocent and had tens of thousands of followers on Weibo. He would share his life on Weibo, and he also avoided telling readers that he was a man and liked boys.

Male authors write danmei novels, which arouses female readers' affection. They add their own fantasies and shape in their hearts what they think the author looks like.

However, once the plagiarism turmoil broke out, liking him and scolding him to death became the same group of people.

What used to be "I like you so much" becomes "You're so fucking disgusting" and what used to be "Wow, the wife is a boy!" becomes "Disgusting dead gay".

In the virtual world of the Internet, there are thousands of people with thousands of faces. They use the keyboard to vent their hostility that they dare not reveal in the three-dimensional world. Standing on the moral high ground with self-conceived understanding and truth, trampling and criticizing at will.

Lin Xu explained, but no one listened, and no one believed it.

He also couldn't come up with effective evidence to prove that he didn't plagiarize --- his release time was half a year later than Guo Shule's, which is ironclad evidence.

The raging fire burns, and the wind blows, taking advantage of the trend.

Readers who once held him on the altar said "the plagiarists die", and passers-by attacked his sexual orientation and belittled him into an empty shell.

During the day, his phone vibrated non-stop, Lin Xu didn't dare to look at it, but he still had homework to do, and the information posted by the teacher in the group made him have to look at his phone.

He changed his number, but it didn't work. I don't know if it's because the netizens really have supernatural powers, or someone deliberately leaked it. The number is known again, and it's still the same group of readers who loved him.

How much I liked it before, how much I hate it now.

They want to nail Lin Xu to the pillar of shame in the literary world, and want to protect the world from this malignant tumor of lightning.

It was then that Lin Xu began to suffer from insomnia, in a trance, and the strings in his mind were always tense, until one night when he received a call from his parents, the wire suddenly broke after hearing their voices.

Relatives are the safest safe haven, Lin Xu cried and cried on the phone, heartbreaking like never before.

Even when he was on the phone with his parents, his cell phone kept vibrating, and a steady stream of people texted him and added WeChat to scold him.

Lin Xu's parents were frightened, and they could hear his faint breakdown amidst the unstoppable crying.

Lin Xu was a good boy, and he had never let them worry about it, so this time they were extremely anxious, regardless of the career they had always valued, and wanted to rush to school overnight to see their son.

Lin Xu will never forget that day, it was the last time he heard his parents' voices in his life.

Lin Xu stared blankly at Guo Shule, the voices in his ears receded rapidly, those nightmares that were no longer easy to get out of him once again wrapped him tightly like a strong wind, the force of a blade cut Lin Xu's flesh, and the only thing left in that scene was The scene of the car accident with human tissue returned to Lin Xu's eyes.

"...Uh." Lin Xu's knees were weak, he covered his head and fell to the ground. Ever since he was with Jiang Yang, he never had any heart palpitations that caught him off guard.

Guo Shule looked down at Lin Xu with a condescending smile, and continued, "Lin Xu, you..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, there were rapid footsteps behind him, and Guo Shule's arm was in severe pain as if being grabbed by iron tongs. Before he could cry out in pain, he was punched to the ground.

The strength this time was completely different from Lin Xu's, he didn't show mercy at all, and the right side of his face was swollen quickly as if a hole had been punched out.

Guo Shule was spinning, and the unbearable pain made his whole right side numb as if he had lost consciousness. It took a few seconds for him to feel a few hard objects in his mouth, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth that was too swollen to close.

He raised his head and saw a pair of fierce eyes.

——It was Jiang Yang who was so angry that he was about to lose his mind.