Chapter 891: The fight continues until death
"Dad, I'm back, I'm home, I'm back to see you..." Gu Wanqiu lowered her head and approached the cold stone tablet. She always felt that she resented Gu Chaodong. Because of him, she had no mother. He would rather look for women outside than spend time coming back to accompany her.
It was not until this moment today that Gu Wanqiu realized that she was not resentful of Gu Chaodong. She was just unwilling to accept that Gu Chaodong could not give her a little more care and fatherly love.
In fact, it’s not that he doesn’t love her. If he didn’t love her, why would he keep looking for her when she left, and why would he keep calling her name when he died.
Before his death, Gu Chaodong arranged everything just to give his daughter a safe life.
Gu Wanqiu rested her forehead on the cold tombstone, thinking of the past. Every time Gu Chaodong came back, he would gently stroke her head.
She used to think that his actions were perfunctory, and when she grew up she didn't like him to touch her head, but the wind was too strong tonight and her body was too cold, so she wanted him to touch her head and hug her.
"Why didn't you say this earlier? Why didn't you say it earlier... I thought you didn't love me, I thought I wasn't your biological child." Gu Wanqiu screamed, her eyes red. She clenched her fists and punched the tombstone again and again, venting the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.
She rarely cried in front of Gu Chaodong, and had never cried so loudly like this before. She didn't expect that the first time would be in front of his tombstone and his portrait.
Her hands were already bleeding, but she continued hammering as if she felt no pain. The skin on her finger joints was already scraped off and bleeding, which was painful just to look at.
Is it really true that I don't feel any pain at all? When people are sad, the pain in their heart slows down their perception and dulls their brain. For Gu Wanqiu right now, the pain in her heart is much more painful than the injury on her hand.
The phone was not turned off and was still playing the recordings repeatedly. Gu Wanqiu cried so hard that her whole body was twitching. Finally, she had no strength left and collapsed.
She looked at her bleeding hand. It hurt so much, it really hurt.
She looked at the wound in her hand, and after being extremely sad, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. The smile at the corner of her mouth extended to the bottom of her eyes, like a drop of ink, from shallow to deep, expressing sadness. She pulled the corner of her lips, muttered to herself as if she had lost her strength, and talked about the past.
"I used to think... you were like a stone. You looked gentle and casual on the outside, but inside you were as cold as a stone that couldn't be warmed. Now... you've really turned into stone. What were you like when you died?"
Gu Wanqiu raised her injured hand to wipe the corner of her eyes, but she didn't expect her face to become wetter and wetter. She forgot that her hand was bleeding. If she used her bleeding hand to wipe her face, wouldn't it become dirtier and dirtier? She couldn't imagine what her face looked like. It must be ugly, but no matter how ugly it was, it was better than being about to die.
Gu Wanqiu lowered her head, her upper body hunched, her whole body curled up into a ball, her face buried in her arms. She snorted and breathed with difficulty. After a while, she turned her face to the side and looked at Gu Chaodong's portrait through the light of her mobile phone.
This posthumous photo is quite nice. Gu Wanqiu had seen it in a magazine. It mainly reported on Gu Chaodong's road to wealth. The text above described how great he was.
The photo chosen was taken when Gu Chaodong was 30 years old. He was handsome and stylish in a black suit. He was obviously in his 40s when he was interviewed, but the photo chosen was when he was 30 years old. This shows that Gu Chaodong cares a lot about his image.
If an outsider looks at this photo, he can tell at a glance that Gu Wanqiu looks very much like her father.
Those who are involved are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly.
Gu Chaodong liked this photo so much that he even chose this one for his funeral portrait.
Thirty years old... Gu Wanqiu remembered something. She was born when Gu Chaodong was thirty years old. She held the phone and pressed the return button with trembling fingers. She opened the blog and found Gu Chaodong's account. She clicked on the photo album and needed to enter the password.
Gu Wanqiu first tried Gu Chaodong's birthday, but failed to log in. After hesitating for a while, Gu Wanqiu used stiff fingers to press her birthday key one by one.
When she clicked on the album, there weren't many photos in it. At first glance, they were all photos of her childhood.
She flipped to the end and finally found a photo of Gu Chaodong wearing the suit when he was 30 years old, and a parent-child photo of him holding her when she was just one month old.
So, is it because the magazine and the portrait used this photo because they liked it and because it included her?
There are many things that she could prove with just a quick check, so why did she ignore them again and again, leading to the irreversible situation today?
Gu Wanqiu tightly gripped the phone, placed it against her chest, feeling her heartbeat, tears welling up in her eyes... It turns out that when a person's brain is stimulated by collapse, they will really remember a lot of things in the past.
It is said that people have no memories before the age of five, but she remembered it at this moment. Her father lifted up her small body and let her sit on his shoulders to ride a horse. She remembered that when she was a child, Gu Chaodong often held her in his arms and poked her face with his stubble, making her laugh.
He called her: "Qiuqiu."
"Qiuqiu, you are Daddy's little princess. Daddy will work hard to make money, let you live in a big house, hire many servants to take care of you, let you learn painting, music and dancing... You will be the happiest little princess in the world. With Daddy around, you can have whatever you want..."
What changed the original intention? It was all good at the beginning... It's like a game of chess, one wrong move leads to all wrong moves.
Gu Wanqiu showed an ugly smile on her face, tilted her head, and the tears in her right eye slid from the bridge of her nose into her left eye, and then overflowed from the corner of her left eye, leaving her hair feeling cold.
It seemed that she had shed fewer tears in the previous 19 years than she had tonight. It was as if she wanted to shed all her tears.
"Why do I have to say sorry at the end? I should be the one saying sorry. I'm sorry that I left you impulsively. I'm sorry that I couldn't come back to see you one last time. I'm sorry that I shouldn't have doubted you and drugged you. I'm sorry that I killed you..."
It turns out that it is so painful to see a loved one die in front of her. She suddenly understood why Li Jinxing hated her so much. No wonder... no wonder he was willing to give up his dignity and pretend to be by her side for so many years to take revenge on her. He just wanted to give her a heavy blow tonight.
How happy would Li Jinxing be to see her like this now?
She indirectly killed Li Jinxing's mother, and Li Jinxing used her to kill her father. There were two lives between them, and they were destined to fight to the death in the future.
Gu Wanqiu stood up unsteadily, wiped her hands on her skirt, and touched the edge of the tombstone so seriously, as if she was touching the person underground through the cold stone.
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