Chapter 125 The plot begins again
When Gu Nan saw the message, his heart sank.
The thing she least wanted to face happened again.
The plot begins.
It's time for her, the cannon fodder, to seek death again.
In the original novel, Qi Yan not only killed his relatives and the heroine, he also killed a spirited young girl. Yes, it was her, Gu Nan.
Qi Feng committed domestic violence against Qi Yan, and Gu Nan committed social violence against Qi Yan. Moreover, the two families were neighbors. Basically, Qi Feng beat Gu Nan and then beat her up. They were birds of the same feather. How could Qi Yan forgive her?
If she doesn't follow the plot, Gu Nan is afraid that the system will kill her.
But according to the plot, Qi Yan is too sensitive to violence. If she dares to hit him, she will never be forgiven even if she commits suicide in front of him.
If the socialist tasks are not completed, there will be only one way out, which is death.
Gu Nan: "I think your cannon fodder plot mission is very unethical. Isn't this forcing me to die?"
The system played dead and said nothing.
Although it also feels that it is a little bit, really just a little bit of forcing others, but it has no say in the matter.
Gu Nan: "Don't play dead. If I fail to complete the task, you will suffer the consequences too."
The system hesitated and said, "This is the mission. If you don't do it, you will die..."
Gu Nan was unwilling to accept this: "I want to die, but you don't?"
System: [Yes.]
Damn, it turns out that no matter how many forms capitalists change, they are still capitalists, and workers have no human rights.
Gu Nan's expression changed in a short period of time, and finally he put the cup on the coffee table. The bottom of the cup collided with the table with a crisp sound.
Qi Yan looked over curiously.
Gu Nan said seriously, "I just received news that someone wants to deal with you. Have you offended anyone recently?"
This was not mentioned in the original book, so Gu Nan didn't know why the original owner bullied him.
It is common for little girls to bully good students. It may be because they don’t like her or they may suddenly want to vent. But since the big sister sent her a message, there must be a reason.
If we can't resolve Qi Yan's fear of violence, then we should trace the source and deal with the person who provoked the violence.
Qi Yan was a little unresponsive to Gu Nan's sudden remarks about the Black Society. After a pause, he said, "It should be a classmate."
"Who? Why are they targeting you?"
Qi Yan recounted everything that had happened between Yang Hong and him that morning, but omitted Pei Xing's initiative to make friends with him.
He didn't like Pei Xing and felt it was unlucky to mention him in front of Gu Nan.
As soon as Gu Nan heard the tone of the upper-class person, he knew that the other party probably had a background. After a search, he found that he was indeed a second-generation.
Qi Yan saw Gu Nan's gloomy expression and felt a little uneasy. "Is it troublesome?"
"A little, but it's not a big deal." Gu Nan sat down next to him and carefully analyzed Yang Hong's psychological process and the purpose of this action with him. Finally, he said, "I need your cooperation."
Qi Yan held the cup in both hands, lowered his eyes to look at the clusters of red spots on his fingers and palms. They were slightly swollen and translucent, which were all frostbite caused by long-term cold.
He remained silent, his expression somewhat dull.
Even though he had witnessed those people's arrogance and arrogance before, he still felt a little disappointed when he heard Gu Nan say with his own ears that someone was deliberately looking for gangsters to cause trouble for him.
It is not disappointment in the so-called upper class, but disappointment in this dark and twisted society.
He just wants to survive and live a better life, but there are people who are high above him and point fingers at him, trying to control his ant-like life.
"Qi Yan." Gu Nan gently called him back to his senses, "Don't be afraid, I will help you."
Qi Yan trembled slightly, like ripples on the calm surface of water. He held the cup tighter, whispering through his pale lips, "Sister..."
"Will you really help me?"
He kept his legs together, his shoulders drawn in, and his elbows touching, a subconscious and alert posture to protect himself.
His body language told Gu Nan that he didn't believe her, but the hesitation in his words was trying to give her a chance.
Gu Nan nodded seriously: "Yes."
Qi Yan moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but after trying several times, he couldn't say it.
Gu Nan guessed that his mood must be quite complicated, complicated and scary, but the relationship between the two was not yet close enough to open their hearts and talk, so he got up and went to the bedroom to get the quilt.
"Let's sleep here tonight. It's getting late. Go to bed early. You can get up later tomorrow morning and sleep a little longer."
"There are toiletries prepared for you in the bathroom. I've already showered, so feel free to do as you please."
After a pause, he said, "I'm going to sleep first. Good night."
Gu Nan looked at Qi Yan and nodded in agreement before returning to the bedroom and closing the door.
Qi Yan packed up his sketch paper and pen, finished his drink, washed the cup, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.
On the sink were well-packaged toothpaste, toothbrushes and towels, and on the floor lay a pair of brand new blue men's sandals, which looked exceptionally large compared to the pair of delicate pink women's slippers on the shoe rack.
He checked the shoe size and it fit perfectly.
Gu Nan lives alone, and the new toothpaste and toothbrush can be said to be stockpiled by her, but the men's slippers in his size must have been bought for him by her at the supermarket today.
Yesterday, when Gu Nan put his shoes away, he noticed that she was looking at the soles of his shoes. He thought she was checking whether the shoes were clean, but he didn't expect that she was checking his shoe size.
Qi Yan was stunned looking at the new slippers in his hand.
Before tonight, she hadn't said anything to him. It seemed like just a simple chance encounter, and everything would be cleared up after one night.
But these things told him that this was not the case. She paid attention to the movements in the corridor, opened the door and asked him to come in at the exact moment when he came home, and heated up the food she had left for him and brought it to him.
Once again, she took in a ghost who had nowhere to go on a cold winter night, and at the same time, she never mentioned the unbearable things that both of them knew about.
She also gave him new paper and pen and praised him as a genius.
Her initiative told him that she did not despise him for being an unloved child, nor did she despise his embarrassment and poverty. She was very optimistic about him, cherished his talents, and hoped that he could get better.
Qi Yan squatted on the ground and slowly took off his slippers. He felt a little sour and swollen in his heart, and there was heat around his eyes as if something was about to burst out.
Sometimes this world is so disgusting that he wishes he could die.
Sometimes it is so beautiful that he can't help but miss it.
Hold on a little longer, maybe things will get better? Maybe new hope will emerge? Maybe he can emerge like the famous people described in those chicken soup recipes, transforming from a cocoon into a butterfly?
He persevered and persevered until he was 19 years old and was admitted to Qingchong.
He seemed to have survived, but it also seemed as if he was just continuing his pathetic and meaningless life. Going to higher education meant selling himself. He was walking on a road with a foreseeable end, confused and unwilling to give up.
But suddenly one day, a strange person broke into his life. She was different from anyone he had ever met before. She had bright eyes, was gentle and lively, and stood out in the lifeless slums.
She said she would help him and told him not to be afraid.
How could he not be afraid? He was so small in front of the real mountains.
He was afraid, but at this moment, he was willing to believe her.
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