Go Through the Book and Save the Hero!

    On the morning of the third day after school started, the students of Shenghuai Middle School were joking around the campus, and the quiet and solemn teaching building in the past also hung various colorful banners wishing Shenghuai Middle School the third The ten-year school celebration performance was successful.

    The students who came and went were carefully placing pots of expensive and gorgeous flowers. Some people picked up their mobile phones to take pictures. The etiquette team and cheerleaders were training formations on the playground.

    Gu Zhixing's class is also cleaning up, and the school motto of Shenghuai has already been written on the blackboard at the back of the classroom: "Students in prosperous times, have the world in their hearts."

    She was standing beside the blackboard, leaning against the wall with a broom, drowsy.

    Zhou Ruyao stood on the bench, weakly pinched the chalk and drew a few patterns, then looked at Gu Zhixing again, "Axing, aren't you ready yet?"

    Gu Zhixing shrugged as if he had woken up when he heard the words, scratched his hair a little irritably, his dark eyes were a little depressed, "No, don't rush brother, I'm annoying."

    "Axing, there are only six days left until the time the old man said."

    Zhou Ruyao unconsciously wrote a VI on the blackboard, touched it with his fingertips, and then threw away the chalk tip.

    He is already tall, so he squatted on the chair and looked at Gu Zhixing, "Axing, we are running out of time, these days' accidents are not enough for you to make up your mind. Are you determined?"

    Gu Zhixing pushed the broom in his hand to Zhou Ruyao, raised his head, his black eyes were cold, "My pride is hopeless."

    “click-”

    The back door was pushed open.

      Beautiful eyes like the stars in the dark night.

    Li Hanshan took a step, and the school uniform pants pressed against his legs with the movement, outlining a fit silhouette.

    "Jingle-"

    The sword hanging from his waist collided with a crisp sound.

    Li Hanshan just noticed it, and while untying the tie around his waist, he said, "Save it, your pride is important, life is important."

    "I can hear it through the door, the hearing is so good."

    Gu Zhixing complained.

    "The door was never closed."

    Li Hanshan finally untied the tie and held the sword in his hand.

    "This prop seems to be well done, show it to me." Gu Zhixing reached out and took it, "Damn it, it's heavy, is it the real thing?"

    She weighed it, and glanced at Zhou Ruyao regretfully, "When we knew we would choose an actor, we would not run away."

    Zhou Ruyao stared at her carefully, pinching her shoulder with one hand, "Hurry up and return it, this time is different from the past, in case something happens again."

    "Give it to me when you've had enough." Li Hanshan got closer and stretched out his hand, "When the class said they were going to arrange a play, didn't you say that you didn't care about playing the house? ?"

    As the school celebration is coming, in addition to various professional clubs, they also have a program for each class.

      At first, only the three of them were asked to discuss the drama, but due to Gu Zhixing's physique that has been in a series of accidents recently, they decided to participate in the rehearsal alone, and the other person was responsible for ensuring that Gu Zhixing would not be involved in accidents during his free time.

    Gu Zhixing reluctantly played with the sword, returned it after a while, and said, "Does this count as a control knife?"

    Zhou Ruyao touched his chin and said, "When we were watching his rehearsal, we saw that there was a play where a sword was used, and it should not be edged. So it's not about controlling the sword, right?"

    "Yes, after the rehearsal, I can't bring this prop back." Li Hanshan raised his eyebrows and said, "This is not the point, the point is how long are you going to delay?"

    Gu Zhixing felt a little shy when he heard this, and looked away, "I haven't picked a time yet, let's talk about it."

    "Time is running out."

    Li Hanshan sighed.

    He softened his voice rarely, and said, "I'm fine this afternoon, do you want to go out for dinner?"

    "Cut out of class?" Gu Zhixing came to the spirit, "walk around, go out to play."

    Zhou Ruyao reached out, "Take me one, take me one."

    "It's not skipping class." Li Hanshan corrected, "This rehearsal is more important, so I said hello to the teachers, our drama group can skip class these days."

    Gu Zhixing began to regret again, "How can such a good thing happen, how can this kind of good thing never turn out to be my turn!"

    Zhou Ruyao showed his teeth, and some hated that iron is not steel, "Axing, don't think about this, the life of the dog is important."

    "Got it." Gu Zhixing said "tsk", "Just expressing envy."

    Li Hanshan had already packed up a few books, put the sword in the drawer, and locked it.

    Gu Zhixing and Zhou Ruyao have always been casual and free, throwing a chalk broom and preparing to skip class.

    Li Hanshan was also used to it, and took them out of the school with the pass issued by the drama rehearsal.

    The landscape trees at the school gate stood bare on both sides, the dim sky seemed to be the norm in the winter of City A, and the rustling wind made Gu Zhixing's nose reddish.

    She looked at Li Hanshan, "You said you want to come out to eat, then where shall we eat?"

    Li Hanshan glanced at his watch, "It's not time yet."

    "What time?" Gu Zhixing thought for half a second, "Private restaurant?"

    As she was talking, a car drove by the roadside, but she heard Li Hanshan shout, "Yes, Xing."

    Gu Zhixing looked back, "What's wrong?"

    As soon as she finished speaking, she saw that Li Hanshan had been stuck behind him at some point, and she almost bumped into his shoulder.

    Gu Zhixing reached out and touched his nose, frowned slightly, and looked up at him, "Are you trying to assassinate me by getting so close?"

    "Maybe?" Li Hanshan stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder, but there was no smile in his joking voice, he said, "Sorry."

    She listened to this inexplicable apology, and before she had time to ask questions, she saw Li Hanshan stretch out his hand with a deep look, and a force came from his shoulder.

    Gu Zhixing's pupils shrank suddenly, staggered a few steps, and fell backwards.

    Just as she reached out her hand to grab something to support her, there was a warm touch from her back again, and then a hand covered her mouth and dragged back.

    Zhou Ruyao hugged her waist and quickly backed away, a driver got off the car parked on the side of the road and pushed open the rear compartment door.

    Gu Zhixing was dragged into the car before he could react, and then the door was pulled from the outside, leaving only a huge "click" in the car

    Li Hanshan stood outside the car and made a gesture to the driver.

    There was a slight locking sound in the car, and the central control lock was locked.

    Zhou Ruyao released his hand in relief.

    Gu Zhixing: "…"

    Gu Zhixing: "Grass, you guys are playing dirty!"

    She looked at Li Hanshan outside the car in shock, then turned to look at Zhou Ruyao, her black eyes trembling violently.

    Zhou Ruyao moved his black eyes innocently, raised his hands like a little panda, "Ah Xing, I'm sorry, we can't do anything either."

    Gu Zhixing didn't say a word, but at this moment the window of the rear seat was rolled down, Li Hanshan bent down, and there was some helplessness on his face.

    He said again, "Sorry."

    At this time, Gu Zhixing didn't know their intentions, and his heart became more and more irritable.

    She didn't speak, kicked the door hard, and turned her face away.

    Li Hanshan lowered his black eyes, his expression softened, and said to the driver: "Let's go now."

    The driver rolled up the window, the sound of the engine started, and the car started.

    The atmosphere in the back seat became more and more dull.

    Zhou Ruyao leaned against the car window, and from time to time slanted his eyes to look at him, his obsidian-like eyes rolling.

    The scene outside the window changed, and the traffic lights turned red and green.

    Gu Zhixing sighed wearily, she said, "Is it your idea?"

    Zhou Ruyao straightened his back and looked righteous, "It's impossible, this kind of rude method must be Li Hanshan."

    Gu Zhixing looked at him quietly.

    Zhou Ruyao's serious and sincere eyes gradually lost morale, and finally he looked away with a guilty conscience, as if the tail behind him was drooping: "What should I do? Ah, the more procrastination, the more extravagant branches."

    Gu Zhixing stretched out a finger and pressed his eyebrows, forcing him to lift his head.

    She leaned closer, her tone a little depressed, "Ru Yao, you worry too much. It's been several times."

    Zhou Ruyao raised his head slightly, his Adam's apple slid, and his eyes flickered.

    After a few seconds, he held her fingers in his dry and warm palms, gently moved them down from between his eyebrows, and then placed her fingers on his eyes.

    Zhou Ruyao: "Xing, my eyes hurt again."

    Gu Zhixing suffocated, but without hesitation he pulled back his hand and whispered: "Ru Yao, many years have passed, that accident caused you Too much damage."

    She paused, "You should receive follow-up psychotherapy with Ajue."

    Zhou Ruyao was silent for a few seconds, "What if, more than once?"

    Gu Zhixing: "If you have to count the number of repetitions in your dream, isn't it a bit rude."

    Zhou Ruyao: "You also know that I have too many nightmares, do you have no conscience?"

    Gu Zhixing: "Why didn't you talk about your conscience when you charged me a six-dollar car?"

     Zhou Ruyao: "It cost me seven yuan to buy the battery myself!"

    Gu Zhixing: "7-6=1, then I'll just give you a dollar."

    Zhou Ruyao: "...? Shouldn't it be 7+6?"

    Gu Zhixing: "How about giving you ten yuan for a fraction."

    Zhou Ruyao: "...are you haggling with me here?"

    Gu Zhixing: "You don't want it, I won't give it, let's go."

    Zhou Ruyao: "Hey, hey, I want it, transfer it to me, and make a loss."

    "Do you have an appointment?"

    "I am Gu Zhixing."

    In front of the security booth of Gu's Group, the security guard glanced at Gu Zhixing, who was thin and tall in front of her. She was still wearing a Shenghuai-style school uniform, a loose coat, and hanging around her neck. Wear a headset. She was a little impatient, and a bit of cold appeared on her overly beautiful face.

    There was a young man standing behind him, with his hands on his shoulders, his smile was heart-warming, "There are some, please check Zhou Ruyao next week."

    Gu Zhixing was a little unhappy, "Please, how can you appear to be dragging me if you have an appointment?"

    Zhou Ruyao said: "Then you come to your company to brush your face, and the security guards don't know you. What's the use of reporting your name."

    Gu Zhixing: "Then I'll just see how to mention a name in other people's novels."

    Zhou Ruyao: "In the novel, you still act as a licking dog for the heroine."

    Gu Zhixing: "…"

    Okay, stop talking.

    The security guard ignored their gags, checked the computer system, and his expression changed slightly. He dialed the landline and whispered something, hung up in less than a minute, then opened the gate, "Please wait."

    Not long after, several men in suits walked towards them, and the sweat on their faces revealed the fact that they were obviously running.

    The man headed by him stood in front of Gu Zhixing, nodded slightly, "Please come with me." He made a gesture to the man behind him.

    Then another man walked towards Zhou Ruyao and whispered, "I'll take you to the lounge for a while."

    Gu Zhixing looked back at them, frowned, "No, he—"

    Zhou Ruyao raised her chin at her with a smile, "I'll wait for you, you go."

    Gu Zhixing pursed his lower lip and followed them. This trip, I swiped the access card three times, replaced it with two elevators, and went up to the seventeenth floor before finally entering a reception room.

    Jiang Yuheng was approving documents when she heard her come in, without raising her head, "What's the matter, finish it within half an hour, I have a meeting after that."

    Gu Zhixing sat in front of the coffee table by himself, "tsk", "Why, I can't compare to your meeting, right?"

    Jiang Yuheng raised her head and smiled, "You don't need to ask what you already know."

    Gu Zhixing also smiled, "Then why don't you know what I'm doing here?"

    Jiang Yuheng raised her eyebrows like a crescent moon, her eyes curled, "This is different, it's interesting to see how low you are."

    Gu Zhixing nodded, with a bit of ridicule on his face, "What should I do, I thought I was waiting for you to tell me that my mother was sorry for you."

    Jiang Yuheng was aggrieved by the sky, and there was a bit of pretentious innocence on his well-maintained face. She got up and walked over and sat opposite Gu Zhixing, "Really? I think you are very happy to be a boy now. I thought you found that being the young master of the Gu family is more able to get the support of those old stubborn people?"

    Gu Zhixing did not speak, he picked up the purple clay pot and poured a cup of tea.

    The tea was cold, and the piercing cold liquid ran down her throat to drive away some of the dryness caused by the heating in the room.

    Jiang Yuheng said: "The thing with the elbow turned outward."

    Gu Zhixing didn't mind being called something by her mother, after all, she had heard more outrageous words when she was a child.

    Jiang Yuheng's high-ranking history can be called a comprehensive literature on the street. From the abandoned girl in the orphanage to the present, her key is not to treat people as people. Everything she has is something that can be used. Her beauty, body, experience, past, friends, relatives, and even her daughter are all her handy cobwebs, the prey on the cobwebs, first a small manager, then a small boss, and then an artist...

    And now, her cobweb is still expanding, her prey is no longer people or things, but a heavy and incalculable ambition.

    This incident was discovered by Gu Zhixing when his body was developing at the age of twelve.

    At that time, her chest was sore and the curvature of her body gradually appeared. Jiang Yuheng took her into the room.

    The rolls of breast wraps are exhausted.

    Gu Zhixing was in a cold sweat from the pain, the shoulder blades behind her were stretched out of shape, and her hands almost shattered the silk sheets.

    Jiang Yuheng got up and said, "From now on, you can't take it off except before going to bed."

    Gu Zhixing did not speak, her mouth was slightly open and she could hardly speak. The pain squeezed her chest, and gradually spread from the chest to the shoulders, and the soreness was implicated in the bones and headaches to the heart. Transparent water came from under the corners of her eyes, but she didn't feel anything, she just felt confused.

    Jiang Yuheng looked at her quietly, a slender beam of light split into the gap between the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling window in the bedroom, and her nails full of rhinestones became more and more shiny.

    For a long time, she saw Gu Zhixing's pain was almost out of strength and could not struggle, and then she said: "Remember this kind of pain, if you want to blame, you are not a boy. If you want to blame, It's just that you have to be a boy's family. But don't be too pretentious, after all, I brought you all the things you enjoy, and you'll be free when your father dies earlier."

    Gu Zhixing is actually very precocious, but not that mature.

    She remembers asking, "And then?"

    Jiang Yuheng's answer was very simple, "Recover as a girl, go abroad for gold plating, and get married." After she finished speaking, she seemed to feel that this was too cold, and said: "Of course, you don't want to get married, you can do whatever you want. How to play. However, after all, this huge family business still needs you to inherit, and you should pay attention to playing casually."

    Gu Zhixing is still confused.

    She thought, is Jiang Yuheng working so hard just to make a wedding dress for her so-called daughter?

    She thought again, it doesn't matter if she has to marry, just why not marry for herself.

    Gu Zhixing's father's funeral was very grand. Celebrities staggered and shed a few tears occasionally. The media controlled the flashing lights, lest they startle this group of people, and even their voices were not as sharp and rough as those of manipulating public opinion in the past.

    In the cloakroom before the funeral, Gu Zhixing looked at the black dress in front of him, and rubbed his fingers over the rather dazzling gem brooch.

    Jiang Yuheng took her shoulders and smiled with a low eyebrow, "A long time ago, didn't you like it very much? Now, you can dress up as much as you like, and you can do whatever you want."

    At this point, Jiang Yuheng has gained some power, and now she is a player at the poker table, and she no longer needs the help of Gu Zhixing, the "only son of the Gu family". Or, because of this, she now needs a daughter, a blood relative who can support her with some shareholders behind her without threatening her to follow her.

    Gu Zhixing sneered, turned his head and squinted at her, and said, "Then I will inherit the Gu family now, okay?"

    Jiang Yu squinted her beautiful eyes, as if scrutinizing her face and discerning the joking element in her words.

    Gradually, her smile cooled, and her voice gradually calmed down, "Want to fly before the wings are hard?"

    Gu Zhixing said: "The first thing you taught me was patience."

    Resistance to talk, because the partition has ears.

    Retain the pain, because all the competitors are watching.

     Resist showing your feelings, because it will reveal your heart.

    "You can bear it, I can bear it too." Gu Zhixing reached out and took off the gem brooch of his front dress, turning it around in his hand, "ruthless, cold-blooded, selfish, look, you taught me How am I learning?"

    "You bastard." Jiang Yuheng raised her hand and slapped Gu Zhixing fiercely, her slender nails traced a long and narrow bloodstain at the corner of her mouth, "I think you are the young master who deserves you. Forget about this, without my painstaking efforts, you are just an illegitimate daughter now! Don't you think about helping me, and now you want to be a white-eyed wolf?"

    Gu Zhixing's cheeks were soaked with heat, and the burning pain spread from the corners of his mouth.

    But she didn't move, she smiled, Xixi's bloodstains spread from the corner of her mouth, showing a bit of weirdness, "Then what should I do, if you want to take care of the family, so do I. Why don't you roll the dice? "

    There has been a long war between them since then.

    In business affairs, Gu Zhixing was too young to intervene in the core business, so he thought of ways to push the old-fashioned Gu family against Jiang Yuheng. Jiang Yuheng has not yet gathered all his powers, but he has also tried his best to intervene in the business adjustment of several subsidiaries that Gu Zhixing has inherited.

    In personal affairs, today Jiang Yuheng stopped Gu Zhixing's card, tomorrow Gu Zhixing will bring Zhou Ruyao's pigeon drill to sell her jewelry box cheaply, the day after tomorrow Jiang Yuheng married her again, and the day after tomorrow Gu Zhixing will be there Blind Date Network signed up for Jiang Yuheng...

    The curtain of memory slowly fell, Gu Zhixing got out of it, leaned back against the sofa and looked at Jiang Yuheng, "It's been so many years, and you still haven't calmed down? Then you can call the police and arrest me."

    Jiang Yuheng gritted her teeth, "Do you think I can't cure you? Do you think I will step back and care about your life and death? What cause and effect, what accident, you have some ability to catch up with Li The little boy of the family came to tell me this nonsense."

     Don't you care, don't you immediately become the heir in line when I die?"

    Jiang Yuheng sneered, "As long as I knew that I gave birth to something like you, I would rather be a lover of living expenses all my life—"

     Before she finished speaking, she suddenly heard a faint sound of glass breaking.

    Jiang Yuheng raised her head, but saw that the ceiling above Gu Zhixing swayed as if something was falling. Her red lips were slightly open, and she subconsciously rushed towards Gu Zhixing and knocked her down on the side.

    "Crack-knock-"

    The glass ceiling shattered the moment she fluttered, and a larger piece of glass was inserted straight into the gap of the rosewood sofa.

    Jiang Yuheng's body trembled slightly while holding Gu Zhixing, she calmed down almost instantly, grabbed Gu Zhixing's arm and pulled it to one side.

    The huge movement attracted people from the president's office to knock on the door.

    "In."

    "Mr. Jiang, we just—"

    "There is a problem with the ceiling, don't clean it yet, cancel the next meeting. Let the person in charge of the company contracting the decoration, the supplier, the acceptance department, and the connected finance department come here to see their results. "

    This means to be held accountable to the end.

    The assistant to the president's office bowed his head, "Okay, Mr. Jiang, I'll go down and make arrangements now."

    Jiang Yuheng responded, looked at her coldly after watching the assistant leave, "You are really not afraid of death."

    Gu Zhixing shrugged, "It's not something I want to meet."

    "I told you the **** not to cause trouble, and now it's stained with dirty things!" Jiang Yuheng gritted his teeth, and there were some fine lines on his face that had just undergone photorejuvenation. She stretched out her hand to give her a slap, but stopped in mid-air and slapped her shoulder fiercely, "Why didn't you tell me this kind of thing earlier?! Ah? Gu Zhixing, you are really capable, you are still here. Smile with me?! The desire for power is heavier than me? If you don’t want your life, you’re thinking about taking the Gu family from me, right? Ah?”

    Since she entered the upper class, Jiang Yuheng rarely showed this angry and hateful expression, because she always felt that it was the standard expression of a loser.

    But at this moment, she finally felt that she seemed to be a failure in parenting.

    Gu Zhixing gasped in pain and shook off her hand with his shoulders, "What are you talking about, isn't my life in your hands?"

    Jiang Yuheng was short of breath, and her chest rose and fell violently. A few seconds later, she stepped on high heels and strode to the desk, grabbed the documents on the desk, and threw it on Gu Zhixing's face.

    Gu Zhixing bent over and glanced at it, and soon came to a few lines: "Equity Transfer Agreement."

    She didn't bother to read the clauses, so she skipped to the signature.

    Jiang Yuheng's private seal is bright red, followed by a series of official seals of several core business companies of the Gu family, as well as the signature of the notary office. The signing time is a few days ago.

    Gu Zhixing looked at Jiang Yuheng and hooked the corner of his mouth, "I haven't forced the palace yet, so why let it go."

    "I'm afraid of you, my conscience is awakened, I can't fight you, right?" Jiang Yuheng spit out a series of parallel sentences, with a bit of helplessness in her voice, and her beautiful face actually appeared Feeling a little tired, "or do you want to listen to me, yes, I'm tired, I'm fed up with this kind of life where I have to tell my own daughter through others?"

    Jiang Yuheng has not valued anything in her life. Even when Gu Zhixing was born, she just watched this crumpled ugly baby plan how to climb the tall branch.

    She can't understand why family, love, and even friendship are praised, can't understand those parents who dedicate their lives to their children, can't understand them, can't understand the meaning of altruistic behavior. So she doesn't care about Gu Zhixing's thoughts, whether Gu Zhixing hates her, nor does she care about competing with Gu Zhixing for power. After all, she doesn't want to give up what she has worked hard for so many years to a superior tool that is only related by blood. .

    Until this year's Chinese New Year

    She used to separate time from Gu Zhixing to review the Chinese New Year in the old house, and then she saw the servants in Gu Zhixing's room coming and going.

    Only after careful inquiry, I found out that it was Gu Zhixing who went home for the past few days because of a problem with the wiring in the room, and the servants were repairing it.

    Jiang Yuheng went in and took a few glances, then picked up a French original book by Gu Zhixing's window. When I opened the hard seal of the cover, I saw the dense and messy tooth marks inside the book, and the tiny blood stains had turned black.

    "It hurts."

    The strong pen words on the title page cut through the paper.

    She froze.

    Jiang Yuheng heard himself say: "Go down first."

    The servants were inexplicable, but they also went down and closed the door intimately.

    There are so many things in the room where Gu Zhixing has lived for more than ten years, so much that Jiang Yuheng can hardly count them.

    Dolls and dresses never opened in the cupboard compartment.

    Oversized running shoes with bloodstains that were not thrown away.

    Painkillers and various trauma medicines stacked in the drawer.

    Several blank essay answer sheets with questions related to parents.

    Some yellowish junior high school textbooks filled with the word "forbearance".

    Jiang Yuheng thought, I don't know anything, or, in fact, I know it?

    I know that many nights, Gu Zhixing woke up insomnia when he dreamed that his identity was exposed.

    I know many nights, Gu Zhixing retched from the pain on the balcony.

    I know that many nights, the gradually silent little figure pretending to be a boy wanted to knock on her door.

    That day, the weather was fine, and Gu Zhixing's room had already been decorated in festive red in advance. The warm sunshine dispels the chill of winter, but in this warm space, Jiang Yuheng felt a cold that spread from the bones to the chest.

    …

    Jiang Yuheng tried her best to stand up, she wanted to touch Gu Zhixing's face, but was avoided. So, she withdrew her hand and said, "Do you hate me?"

    Gu Zhixing stared at her, as if bewildered, but also in recollection.

    Bitterness surged through Jiang Yuheng's throat, and the dullness accumulated in his chest brought bursts of heat.

    "Sorry."

    “Youarewelcome?”

    “…”

    Jiang Yuheng couldn't smile, but her eyes became more itchy, she said: "When you become an adult, this transfer agreement will officially take effect. I will help you take care of it in the name of execution."

    "Huh?" Gu Zhixing stretched out his hand and tore the agreement, three or two, the pieces fell to the ground, "Okay, I see."

    Jiang Yuheng's eyes flashed with surprise, looking at the agreement that had become fragments, "You—"

    Gu Zhixing twitched the corners of his mouth, "Fighting against you is to torture you. It messes with your mentality, but you gave me this thing yourself, which makes me feel very boring."

    "But it's all here, the cause and effect is over." As Gu Zhixing said, he glanced at his watch, turned and walked away, not forgetting to wave his hand with Jiang Yuheng, "Anyway, , this agreement has been notarized, and I can't break it if I tore it up. Besides, it's just a statement of yours when you hand it over to me, don't worry, since you're working for me now, I'll try to torture you a few times less."

    "I'm still far from the time when I can truly inherit. You can continue to hold the things in your hand for a few more years."

    "Ah-"

    "What's the matter?"

    "Do you... hate me?"

    “…”

    Gu Zhixing was silent for a long time, his voice was very soft, "I don't remember."