☆, 83, Justice is sometimes late
Wu Heyang is one of the most renowned journalists in the industry. Unlike others, his revelations are always highly topical, attracting a large following of fans who enjoy the whims of the times. Of course, whether his eye-catching stories are true or false is a matter of fact only Wu Heyang knows.
That day, he was leisurely browsing the information online as usual. When he saw the article that came out on the Rong family's official account, Wu Heyang's face was filled with ridicule and contempt.
"The winner is the king, the loser is the enemy. Those people were not careful enough, which gave them the opportunity to take advantage. Whoever caused the trouble should be held responsible. What does this have to do with us journalists?! Just because I say she's not a mistress, does that mean she's never been one? It's a joke. Even a whore needs to maintain a chastity arch."
It was Wu Heyang who first broke the news about the mistress, so in his opinion, this article on the Rong family's official account was no different from slapping him in the face in public.
So he quickly typed these words on the computer, and at the same time found the screenshots of the information provided by the whistleblower, ready to post them to refute Rong Qing.
However, the moment he pressed the Enter key, the scene in front of him suddenly became blurry.
What's going on? Wu Heyang was startled, but then he found that the environment around him had suddenly changed.
He seemed to be deep in an empty room, surrounded by darkness and only scolding and curses coming from all directions.
"The mistress deserves death! The bitch is so hypocritical!"
"Aren't you going to jump off the building? You should just jump right down!"
"Shameless creatures like Xiao San shouldn't exist in this world!"
“Go to hell!”
“Go to hell!”
“Go to hell!”
Various voices kept on hurling insults at her with vicious language. The thin woman hid in the corner, holding her head, trembling all over, but she could not say anything in defense.
"No, I didn't. I didn't know. When I was with him, I really didn't know he was married!"
Her tone was hurried and desperate, but these explanations could not be made out of this space. The harsh curses continued to echo, even intensifying. Finally, when the trivial matter of her junior high crush on the captain of the basketball team of the neighboring school was used to mock her fickleness, the woman finally broke down completely.
It shouldn't have been like this. She'd been rescued from the 23rd floor rooftop during the day, comforted by a psychiatrist who told her to look forward and that life was precious. But by night, those words had become hollow, hypocritical lies.
Since we should always look forward, why do these people on the Internet dig deep into her past and even put false accusations on her head?
Since life is precious, why do these people keep tagging her, sending her private messages, and sending her to death one sentence after another?
She clearly hadn't done anything! She was clearly a victim! Yet now she was being condemned as a slut, a vixen who deliberately destroyed the family.
If you hear too many lies, they become the truth. So, why not just go along with them? The woman picked up the knife and cut her wrists fiercely, as if she didn't feel any pain.
"Fuck, how could it be her?!" When Wu Heyang saw this, he finally understood who the woman in front of him was. She was the woman who was forced to a dead end by his press release.
Yet, before his doubts were resolved, he was suddenly overwhelmed by the despair of utter despair. At that moment, driven by empathy, he became the woman being lambasted online. The increasing, increasingly intense influx of abuse nearly made his head explode.
So much so that in the end, the suffocating feeling as if someone was strangling his neck made him collapse to the point that he wished he died immediately.
But the moment the knife cut into his flesh, the piercing pain was more tangible than the scolding that filled the air. And the despair of his life slipping away bit by bit also made him more clearly aware of the terrifying feeling of despair.
But when he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the reality after waking up from a nightmare, but an even colder nightmare.
This time, he became a college student drowned in dirty water. After fleeing home in a panic, he opened the door to see corpses everywhere...
Next up is a builder whose family was destroyed, a female judge whose innocent life was wrongly killed, and a firefighter whose future was ruined by moral kidnapping and depression...
"No, no, I don't want it anymore!" Wu Heyang felt like he was going crazy. The repeated empathy had left him mentally drained to the point of exhaustion. And the online abuse and accusations were becoming increasingly unbearable.
He desperately shouted, but in the dream world, he was just the weakest ant, without any ability to resist. He could only sink step by step.
He can never repent, he can always believe that he is upholding justice, and Yu Jiuyin can also make him empathize with all those he has slandered and thrown dirty water on.
Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Since you think those things are nothing, then experience them yourself and then talk about other things.
The same thing happened to other people involved in online violence. Yu Jiuyin couldn't punish everyone, but he could make an example of someone and make the most aggressive ones pay the price.
But this was just Yu Jiuyin's punishment. When these people woke up from their empathy dream, they would have to face a lawyer's letter from the Rong family's legal team.
No one expected that Rongqing actually contacted the families of the victims in all the cases and, with their instructions, integrated all the cases together to settle accounts with those keyboard warriors who were usually arrogant and thought they would be safe as long as they hid behind the screen, and those unscrupulous media who used subtle words to distort facts and maliciously guide public opinion, as well as water armies and marketing companies.
It was obvious that what awaited them was no longer just a simple public apology. This time, they had to pay the price for the dozens of lives they had killed!
Some say this is the day Weibo ushered in a major shakeup. All members of the news media began to reflect at this moment, and those netizens who used to frequently participate in real-time discussions were also recalling what they had done in the past.
At the same time, the term "cyberbullying" has once again entered the public eye. The only difference is that, unlike the previous calls for action, this time, behind these seemingly innocuous words are dozens of bloody lives.
Those unscrupulous media, paparazzi tabloids, some junk marketing companies that are willing to be used as guns for money, and keyboard warriors have also become the first targets of this cleanup of network security.
Yu Jiuyin's punishment left these people haunted by fear for the rest of their lives. Rongqing, with his thunderous force, made everyone understand a truth: justice may sometimes be delayed, but everyone must ultimately pay the price for their actions.
The souls of those innocent victims finally rested in peace. Jingfeng's grievances were completely cleared, and as for the boss and Yu Zilin, they also received the justice they deserved.
In the hospital, the eldest brother leaned on the hospital bed and listened to the second brother talking to him about things on the Internet.
"Don't feel bad, Brother Yu and Brother Rong have already got it all back for you!" The second brother handed the phone to the eldest brother and let him read the contents himself.
The eldest brother didn't say anything, but he didn't take the call. After the last incident, the eldest brother didn't like using his phone much anymore. He learned a lot about current affairs through paper books or newspapers.
The doctor said that this couldn't be forced, and that we could only wait for him to calm down slowly. The news that the third child was out of danger also improved the eldest child's mood, so even the impatient second child could calm down and quietly accompany him.
Although the current result is no less tragic than the complete change of things and people for them, the most fortunate thing is that everyone is still alive and they still have plenty of time to heal their wounds.
When Yu Jiuyin entered the room, the second brother had already told the eldest brother almost everything that happened on the Internet.
Hearing the noise at the door, they both turned their heads. After seeing that it was Yu Jiuyin, the boss's face also showed a rare smile.
"Brother Yu."
"How are you feeling today?" Yu Jiuyin reached out and pinched the boss's face, commenting disdainfully, "Too thin."
"I ate well, don't worry, Brother Yu."
"You know I'm worried, so take good care of yourself. By the way, I came here today for something serious."
"What's wrong?"
"It's about your parents."
When the eldest brother mentioned his parents, the smile on his face faded a little. "Are they making trouble again?"
"No," knowing that he was upset, Yu Jiuyin gestured for the second brother and the others to leave first. She sat down on the bed and held the eldest brother in her arms. "It was Rongrong's idea. She wanted me to ask you what your plans are. If you still want to reconcile, Rongrong and I will do our best to help you coordinate and prevent you from getting hurt. But if you don't want to have any contact with them anymore, we also have ways to go through legal procedures to help you completely sever your mother-son and father-son relationship with them."
"Brother Yu, did they come to see me sincerely during my hospitalization?" The boss was very calm.
Yu Jiuyin sighed and finally told the truth, "No."
"I guess so." The boss closed his eyes and moved closer to Yu Jiuyin's arms as if he was afraid of the cold.
Yu Jiuyin hugged him tightly, only to feel the thin shoulders of the young man in his arms. He took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in his heart. He also pulled the quilt over the bed and hugged the boss in his arms.
However, at this moment, the boss said something that surprised Yu Jiuyin a little.
"Brother Yu, can you give me a name?"
"What's the meaning?"
"You gave me this life, and I have also repaid the five hundred thousand dollars that those two people owed me." The boss's spirit had not yet fully recovered, and some of his words were not clear enough. He spoke intermittently for a long time before he finally found the right words to express his thoughts.
"Everything related to them makes me feel sick. Brother Yu, please give me a new name!"
Yu Jiuyin was stunned at first, then he immediately understood the boss's feelings. He suddenly thought of the scene when he just woke up and shouted "Brother, it hurts" to him.
"Take my surname." Yu Jiuyin hugged the eldest brother tighter. He really felt sorry for this strong and hardworking young man.
"Won't it cause you trouble?"
"No. The ghost world is all about cause and effect. You said I saved your life, so just become my family. Be my brother, use my last name, and from now on you'll be a child of the Yu family, and you'll have nothing to do with those two families anymore."
"Is it really possible?" The boss looked up at Yu Jiuyin, holding his sleeve with extra force.
"Sure," Yu Jiuyin said firmly. "Your fate is too weak, and your eight characters are yin. You need a good name to suppress it. Let's call you Yu Qi! Qi is pronounced as seven, which means perfection in the ghost world. Qi can be broken down into Dake, which means you can handle things well and everything will go smoothly. What do you think?"
"I like it very much, thank you Brother Yu. No, thank you Brother." The boss nodded, and a long-lost smile finally appeared in his eyes.
Yu Jiuyin touched his hair and said, "If you're tired, have a good sleep. I'm here with you. I'll take care of the rest. Just take care of your health and don't worry about it anymore."
"Yeah." The boss nodded and fell asleep in Yu Jiuyin's arms.
Yu Jiuyin waited until he fell asleep before leaving, and handed him over to the second brother to guard. Yu Jiuyin went to the special case team to find Rongqing and tell him about the boss changing his name.
"Yuqi? That's a good name." Unsurprised by the boss's decision to change even his surname, Rongqing simply gave instructions, telling his men to proceed. The boss was already an adult, and considering his previous experiences, under current Chinese law, filing a civil lawsuit to sever the mother-son and father-son relationship wouldn't be difficult.
Soon Rongqing finished the work at hand, and Yu Jiuyin left work with him. They planned to go to the hospital first to talk to the boss about the future household registration, and then go back to the haunted house and the museum to take a look.
Two weeks passed in a flash, and the eldest brother's condition stabilized, allowing him to be discharged. Perhaps it was because of the name change, but ever since receiving his new household registration and ID card, the eldest brother's mood has been positive. Even the depression and darkness that had previously plagued him gradually disappeared.
Even experienced doctors were amazed at this level of recovery. But the eldest brother knew that his recovery was due to Yu Jiuyin.
In fact, in the past, he often had the thought that since even his biological parents treated him like that, perhaps he shouldn't exist in this world.
But now, Yu Jiuyin had made him realize that as long as he lived, he would meet more people who loved and cherished him. Like his two brothers, the second and third brothers; like the senior Xu Wang, who stood up to him at a crucial moment; and like the leniency that mobilized all his connections to seek justice for him. Most importantly, there was Yu Jiuyin, who accepted him unconditionally and gave him a new home.
The eldest brother understood that this time he was completely saying goodbye to the past, and with the love of so many people, he no longer had to be afraid. He would not be alone on the road ahead.
Seeing the boss's transformation, Yu Jiuyin finally felt relieved. And good things always come in quick succession. Yu Zilin shined in the second half of the talent show, ultimately placing third and successfully forming a group and making his second debut. And Jingfeng finally regained consciousness a week ago. Similar to the boss's situation, he also needed treatment from a psychiatrist. But none of that mattered; the main point was that everyone was still alive.
There is still a future.
A few days later, after the doctor confirmed that the eldest and third child were fine, they returned to school to continue their classes.
Perhaps because of the recent online outcry, many people knew about the experiences of the eldest and third child. Even though they were filled with curiosity, they ultimately restrained themselves and didn't bother them. Most simply expressed concern for their well-being and then stopped asking further questions. This unspoken consideration was deeply comforting to the two, who had just been through so much.
Despite this, the three eldest students ultimately signed up for commuter status. The school was very understanding. After all, the thought of having security cameras in the dorm was quite creepy. Even though it was a bit against the rules, the three students all had good grades, there were objective reasons, and Rongqing had also made a point, so the commuter status process went smoothly.
The three eldest brothers currently resided in Yu Jiuyin's haunted house. It was practically the same as before. The only difference was that they used to go back to the dormitory occasionally, but now they stayed at Yu Jiuyin's place every day.
After the three of them were stable, the haunted house began to open for business.
However, the eldest and the third brother had just recovered from a serious illness, and Xu Wang and the second brother had also been very busy recently, so Yu Jiuyin kept a close eye on them and reduced the number of daily receptions to prevent the four of them from getting tired.
As a result, the ghost doll was bored to death, jumping around all day and wanted to tear down the house. Only Bai Zhiqiu could coax him to behave himself for a while.
The days passed quickly amidst all the noise. In the blink of an eye, another January had passed, and City B welcomed its first snow.
Early that morning, the eldest brother and the third brother were clearing the snow in front of the haunted house when a private car that looked very familiar stopped in front of them.
"Sorry, we haven't opened for business yet." Thinking that the other party was a tourist, the boss took the initiative to explain the current situation to him.
But to his surprise, after looking at him for a long time, the person inside suddenly shook the eldest brother's hand enthusiastically and shouted excitedly, "Cousin! Brother finally sees you."
What the hell was this cousin? When did he get a relative like this? The eldest brother was startled by him and froze. Ever since the last incident, he was very nervous about strangers' sudden touch.
Seeing this, the third brother quickly pulled the person behind him, and his brows furrowed. "Excuse me, who are you?"
The young man took off his sunglasses and said seriously again, "Don't be so unfamiliar, I've already told you! I'm Xiao Yuqi's cousin!"
Then, he put his arm around the third brother's shoulders in a familiar manner and said, "I know you. You are Xiao Yuqi's good brother. Come on, call me brother and I will protect you in City B."
As he spoke, he led the two of them towards the lounge of the haunted house, occasionally instructing the driver who came with him to deliver the gifts he brought.
In just a few moments, the spacious lounge was filled with the things the young man had brought. The point was, this guy was very skillful in speaking, and his familiar manner, while confusing, was not annoying.
But even so, the third brother and his friends were about to collapse. Because a whole hour had passed, and they still didn't know who the young man in front of them who claimed to be the eldest brother's cousin was.
It was not until Xu Wang came over that his identity was revealed.
"Rong Zhuo? Are you here to look for Brother Rong?"
Rong Zhuo? So he was a member of the Rong family? The three elders, who had been tortured for a long time, suddenly stared at the young man with eyes that looked like he was crazy, and the same thought came to their minds at the same time.
God damn, I'm your cousin!
The author has something to say: Boss: Whose cousin are you?
Rong Zhuo: Baby, I am yours! [Erkang Hand]
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