Confession

Guo Shule was severely beaten by Jiang Yang, and he could only get out of bed after lying on the bed for three days, but all of them were flesh wounds, no tendons or bones were injured. The most serious thing was his teeth, three of which were broken and needed to be replanted.

This Guo Shule doesn't care, teeth can be implanted at any time, but the opportunity in front of him is not always available.

When he got home, he removed the gauze on his face. The bruises and redness had not disappeared. His whole face looked a little scary, especially his sinister eyes, which were devoid of temperature and emotion, revealing a strong calculation.

Since he was hospitalized, his mobile phone has been vibrating non-stop. It is the breakup message from his girlfriend, the verbal messages from the project team leader, the discussion of his disdainful behavior in the company group, and the dismissal letter from the company.

Guo Shule took out his mobile phone and put it on the table with an indifferent expression, as if it had nothing to do with him, he didn't look at it or pay attention to it.

——What other people say is other people's business. He is such a villain who does not hesitate to pay for the means. Guo Shule never denies this.

He wouldn't be like Lin Xu, who would die for a little irrelevant criticism, and even committed suicide and dropped out of school back then.

When Yang Xiaoling approached him, just like Jiang Yang now, he punched him hard, and asked why Lin Xu was forced to be like this, and why he wanted to steal other people's things as a good friend.

Guo Shule lit a cigarette, the corners of his mouth and browbones sometimes lightened and sometimes sharply. He looked at the text on the computer screen, and his thoughts went back to five years ago.

"Why? There is no reason." Guo Shule saw himself five years ago, with a slight smile on his lips, and what he said was mean and heart-wrenching, "I wanted to do this, so I did it. If I had to have a reason, it might be me I envy him so much, want to be him, replace him, want to have everything he gets."

Yang Xiaoling's eyes were red with anger, and physical tears arose in his eyes, "You really have the face to admit it!"

"Why not?" Guo Shule was frank and frank, without any shame, "I rely on myself to get everything I want, what's wrong?"

"Is this what you're talking about?!" Yang Xiaoling was trembling all over, and rushed forward to fight him, "You fucking took someone else's stuff! What face do you have to be so assertive here?! Lin Xu was forced by you Suicide! Are you satisfied?! Dare to love those people who scolded you for not being you, so you can be aloof and stay out of it?! How can there be a scum like you! You have no fucking asshole! Not an exaggeration! Death is cheap for you, and you should be hacked into pieces!"

Guo Shule was stunned for a moment, "Lin Xu committed suicide?"

"Yes! You are satisfied with being forced by you bastard?! Let me tell you, even if you take Lin Xu's work, you won't be able to become him!" Panting heavily, Yang Xiaoling cursed, "The work was written by Lin Xu, What your readers are looking for is the person who wrote this thing, not a name! Does your conscience feel uneasy? The comments that praise you online belong to Lin Xu, so do you accept it with peace of mind?!"

Guo Shule didn't have much reaction to these words, but asked, "Is Lin Xu dead?"

"Dead?! He won't die according to your wishes! He wants to live a good life, and he wants to see people like you be condemned by God!"

The corners of Guo Shule's lips curled up mockingly, "Coward."

Five years had passed, and Guo Shule thought that Lin Xu should have come out long ago, until he ran into Lin Xu at a bar. The other party's nerves were tense, his eyes were frightened and hated, and his emotions were completely out of control. He wanted to bite his flesh and drink his blood.

That was the first time Lin Xu met after he found out that he was copying his articles and had a big quarrel. After five years, Lin Xu's appearance still remained the same. Traces of vigor when I left college.

From Lin Xu's first sentence, Guo Shule knew that Lin Xu was still immersed in the past, exactly the same as when he tore his face back then, and his condition was even worse. It seemed that he was in a state of mental breakdown.

Guo Shule thought of what Yang Xiaoling had said about Lin Xu's suicide. It seemed that although he was still alive, his life was still very bad.

Human nature is multi-faceted, and there is a darkness that cannot be seen in each heart. It is a door called evil, which gathers desires that can corrupt good thoughts.

The biggest difference between humans and animals is the ability to control instincts.

But Guo Shule is an exception. He doesn't want to be restrained and imprisoned. Whether he is bad or evil, he is a human being. Why should he be kind and friendly?

Why do we have to uphold the good nature of "human beings are inherently good"?

Born as a human being, obeying the heart is the instinct of happiness.

When the smoke burned to the end, Guo Shule raised his head and smiled, the smile was distorted and concealed madness.

He has no friends and doesn't need one.

His life has been rotten from the moment he was raped/violated by his adoptive father. What's even more tragic is that he later found that he had no impulse towards the opposite sex, and even followed the figure of a man with a deep sense of taste.

——that pervert turned him into a monster who was neither human nor ghost.

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, he could feel the feeling of thousands of bugs crawling across his skin. It was weird, terrifying, and made people stand upside down, just like the feeling of that cold hand reaching into his pants to do evil.

He often thinks, why?

Why was he the one who suffered these things?

Why should other people have a happy family, harmony and beauty, but he should stay in the gutter forever, bound tightly by the insects and snakes in the gutter, never seeing the light of day?

From the first time Guo Shule saw Lin Xu, he keenly felt that this person had an unusual aura, which was the smell of money and excellence.

Lin Xu is like a magnolia flower wetted by dew, fresh and elegant, neither arrogant nor impatient, he doesn't need to specialize to attract people's attention, but his every move can attract people's attention, and his outstanding performance makes him stand out in the crowd that.

Until this moment, Guo Shule suddenly figured it out, and suddenly understood the extreme destructive desire of her adoptive father.

——How can there be so many why?

There is no why.

Perhaps it was selfishness, jealousy, and growing desire that swallowed up the remaining reason and kindness.

The demon in his heart was soaring, the better Lin Xu treated him and the happier he smiled, the more he wanted to tear that smile apart.

At some point, Guo Shule realized that he had changed. Like his adoptive father, he liked to watch others cry, like others to beg for mercy, and preferred to control other people's lives.

Being in the abyss, naturally you can't see others bathing in the sun.

Lin Xu was not the type that Guo Shule liked, and he couldn't satisfy his almost perverted lust, so he didn't torture Lin Xu's body, but he used more extreme methods to cause mental damage.

There was rumbling thunder in the distance, the wind was blowing outside the window, and the curtains were blown up by the sultry wind, which was a harbinger of the coming rain.

Guo Shule didn't care, but let the wind blow away the suffocation in the room.

He swiped the mouse and looked at the flood of praise comments, which were also mixed with a lot of doubts and opinions.

The cold white light from the computer screen hit his red and swollen cheeks, like a ghost crawling out of hell, his cold and playful eyes fell on the author's name.

"Xu Tian." He called out the name slowly, with a sinister tone, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Looking forward to meeting you."

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Guo Shule secretly inquired about this signing event early on. He is still writing novels, but his own strength does not match the plagiarized works.

At the beginning, because Lin Xu's works became gods one by one, his fame suddenly increased, but the later writings were not as good as one after another, and his grades went downhill. Only some old readers with feelings still read it occasionally.

Guo Shule was wearing a hat and mask, looking at the fans who were waiting in line for the author to appear, feeling a distorted darkness in his heart.

Don't worry, he has read so many articles by Xu Tian, ​​the writing style and plot are very similar to that person.

The strength of the pen cannot deceive people.

As long as you see Xu Tian, ​​everything will turn around and everything will be fine.

Guo Shule took a deep breath, stood under the tree and lit a cigarette to calm down the tension and excitement that he hadn't felt for a long time.

The sunlight fell into Guo Shule's eyes through the shade of the trees, which couldn't drive away the dark tide inside, and completely exposed the treachery in it to the scorching heat, leaving nowhere to hide.

There was a sudden exclamation from the fans, and the lazy crowd became excited.

Guo Shule looked at the seat sign of "Xu Tian", and the curtain was opened, and a thin man was sitting in it. The man wrapped himself up tightly with a hat and a mask, and lowered his head, so that he couldn't even peep through his eyes.

He quietly watched the man who couldn't see any facial expressions, and slowly, his eyes fell on the other's long fingers.

After a while, Guo Shule suddenly laughed.

He took out his mobile phone and called the editor of a certain publishing house, but he was hung up on several calls.

He continued to fight, but the other party continued to hang up.

Finally, the other party got annoyed, and answered impatiently: "What are you going to do? I've told you several times that your book can't be published. There are still four great gods who will publish this year. You Just be patient and wait, maybe next year or the year after that will be yours!"

"Editor Chen, I just have a question about this call." Guo Shule was in a good mood, and asked in a brisk tone, "If the person in front of me in the queue suddenly broke a scandal about writing an article on the Internet, will the book still come out smoothly?"

"This will definitely be affected. If the situation is serious and involves plagiarism or something, it must not be released." Chen paused and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?"

Guo Shule took a deep breath, feeling that the air was much clearer, "It's nothing interesting, editor Chen, I just want to tell you that my book will definitely be published this year. This is my work with the best data in recent years. If I don't strike while the iron is hot, Wait until next year or the year after, I'm afraid the day lily will be cold."

"But you—"

"It's okay." Guo Shule didn't take his eyes off Xutian, as if he was staring at his prey, he spat out the ice-cold snake letter, and said quietly: "You don't need to worry too much, I just hope that after the seat is vacant, I can let you Superior."

He hung up the phone, went to the booth and bought a copy of "Chess Pieces", opened the cover, and leaned under the tree to read quietly.

When the crowd gradually dispersed, Guo Shule closed the book and read more than 20 pages, took out his mobile phone and clicked on Weibo.

He stood up unhurriedly, wrote the last full stop, put away his mobile phone, and walked towards Xutian step by step.