“Xiao Guo, come out. Come with me, okay?” Feng Yu finally broke down. The handsome man had veins bulging on his forehead, his entire face pale and bloodless. “As long as you’re willing to come out, you can do whatever you want.”
“The Ghost King is too frightening. He wants me to be his ghost bride. Can you really take me away?” Tang Guo said.
Feng Yu’s eyes widened, his lips trembling. Why, why was Xiao Guo gone?
“Xiao Guo…” He typed only those two words and could not continue. The Ghost King’s Bride was not Xiao Guo either. Then where had his Xiao Guo gone?
Was it because there were too many people here, frightening his Xiao Guo so she did not dare to come out?
“If you cannot take me away, kind sir, then you should leave by yourself,” Tang Guo said. “Although the Ghost King is fierce, he does not seem like he would harm me.” Everyone watching the livestream saw that sentence.
But Feng Yu, lost in his pain, did not notice it, especially that line.
“It must be because there are too many of you. You frightened Xiao Guo. All of you leave. Stop watching the livestream. If I meet Xiao Guo alone, she will definitely come out to see me.”
This time, no one accompanied Feng Yu in his madness. The viewers closed the stream, filled with regret.
Feng Yu was taken away and returned to the prison where he lived alone. The guard who escorted him placed the computer in his room. Seeing him collapse onto the bed, lifeless, he only shook his head.
Many inmates had come through this prison. Feng Yu was the first who regretted his actions so deeply he seemed ready to end his life at any moment. The guard did not pity him. Every day he dealt with criminals, many of whom had harmed others before being locked up.
People like that did not deserve sympathy.
The guard thought of his wife and child. When he took leave this time, he would make sure to spend proper time with them.
He also thought about how, after working in the prison for so long, he often carried his harsh temper home. Sometimes he would snap at his wife, bringing the frustration from work into their home.
After seeing Feng Yu’s story, he felt regret for his past behavior.
No matter what happened at work, he should not vent his anger on his wife.
He worked here, but his wife also worked, took care of the child, and managed the household. He contributed little to the family. Yet he would go home and lose his temper at her. He did not know how hurt she must have felt.
The thought that one day she might grow tired of it, grow disappointed, and leave him filled him with fear. Later, he would call her and apologize. He would promise he would not behave that way again.
On his day off, he would buy a bouquet of her favorite flowers.
“Guoguo.”
“What is it?”
“I found an interesting place. Let’s go take a look.”
“Okay.”
Feng Ming knew everything that had happened before.
With the materials Tang Guo had given him, he could now move freely through the network. Watching Feng Yu suffer like that, he felt no sympathy, only amusement.
If he had been Feng Yu and truly wanted to save Xia Yi, he would never have chosen to seize an innocent person’s body for her.
It would have been better to devote himself to researching artificial bodies. Whether he succeeded or not, at least there would have been a proper direction to strive toward.
If Xia Yi truly did not wish to harm others, then even if they never succeeded, they could have spent their lives together across a screen.
And if they truly insisted on being together, he could have turned himself into a brainwave as well and stayed with the one he loved in the network, just like now.
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