Now that Fu Jiang has escaped, there is no one left to help him. Fu Junhao knows how cruel the reality will be for him next.
Fu Junhao wandered aimlessly down the street, feeling abandoned by the world.
Looking back on everything he had done, he was filled with regret.
He blamed himself for insisting on fighting with Jiang Lezhen for the child; if he had been willing to let go back then, the child wouldn't have left.
Jiang Yilai and the others were right to scold him; all the blame lies with him.
If he had let go back then, this accident wouldn't have happened.
Seeing cars speeding by on the road, he impulsively ran forward several times, ending his absurd life.
But he still had doubts, and he had to find Fu Jiang in person to get to the bottom of things.
He took out his phone and scrolled through it, finally calling Gu Nianqiang, hoping she could help him out of consideration for their past relationship.
When the call was made, Gu Nianqiang answered quickly.
"Nianqiang, I'm outside right now, could you lend me some money?"
Now, debt collectors are chasing him to his home, and he doesn't dare go back. He's penniless and doesn't dare borrow from his old friends for fear of being laughed at.
The only person I can think of right now is Gu Nianqiang.
Gu Nianqiang laughed when she heard this: "Now that Fu Jiang's escape has become the talk of the town, I'm sure you've become a pariah too."
She used to call him "uncle" so sweetly, but now she calls him by his full name. This woman is such a snob.
"I'm looking for him, could you lend me your car too?"
"Sorry, I don't know you well. Since you've already come to this point, you might as well rob someone. Wouldn't that be faster? At worst, you'll just get a two-year longer sentence."
Faced with these sarcastic remarks, Fu Junhao only regretted that he didn't know this woman's true colors.
She even fantasized that he could help her after they got married; all she wanted was a puppet husband.
"So you'll never be as good as Kang Yi-rae, and you won't even be as good as Kang Ra-jin."
Comparison is always painful, and Fu Junhao finally saw her clearly.
Hearing these words, Gu Nianqiang sneered, "I never said I was better than them, but didn't you let them down and then lose them completely?"
After saying that, Gu Nianqiang still felt it wasn't enough to vent her anger, and continued, "You probably don't know, nobody respects you. Someone as simple-minded and physically strong as you, your friends just treat you like an ATM."
"Fine, don't bother helping me then, just shut up."
"What's there to be angry about? You should face reality. For example, right now, no one is willing to help you, which shows how bad your character is."
Fu Junhao couldn't listen anymore and quickly hung up the phone. He shook his head, unable to believe that he was really that bad.
Fu Junhao refused to believe it and called all his close friends one by one, but they either didn't answer or gave him a perfunctory reply.
In short, after learning about his situation, no one was willing to help him anymore.
Finally, he collapsed helplessly by the roadside, watching people come and go, realizing that he didn't even have a place to call home.
He destroyed everything that was once beautiful, leading to his current predicament.
A sanitation worker walked up to him and handed him a bag containing bread and water.
"Young man, someone just asked me to give this to you."
Fu Junhao took the hand with a puzzled look, wanting to ask a few more questions, but the other party had already left.
He opened the bag and was surprised to find another note at the bottom; the familiar handwriting gave him hope.
He knew the police would secretly send someone to follow him, so he quietly put the note in his pocket first.
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