hotmtlnovel Chapter 679 He Has Long Lost His Visibility
Chapter 679 He Has Long Lost His Visibility
Late at night, Pei Yan fell asleep on the bed.
The light in the room was still on. The person on the bed moved his fingers and finally opened his eyes in the chaos.
The person next to her didn't wake up. She turned her head to look at him and stared at him for a long time.
Until the corners of his eyes began to ache, he closed his eyes tightly and said nothing.
I slept for too long and now I have no strength in my limbs. Just lying like this seems very tiring.
When the consciousness disappeared, Gu Chaoxi wanted to follow the direction to find it. Du Yuzhao's matter was not over yet, so he naturally could not let him go so easily.
As a result, he fainted as soon as he took a step.
It's not entirely true to say that she fainted. She knew that Pei Yan came in and hugged her, and then sent her back to the room. She knew that he and Zhang Qingya comforted each other, but she felt like she was trapped and couldn't break free.
It took a long time before cracks appeared in that blank world.
After thinking for a while, she wanted to sit up from the bed. The pain in her waist made her gasp and she almost fell on the bed again.
Pei Yan was awakened by this little movement. His eyes were still covered when he opened them, but he was stunned the moment he saw her. Almost subconsciously, he leaned over and hugged her.
"Chao Xi!"
I almost thought you would never wake up.
I definitely don't dare to say this out loud, and it's not very auspicious.
He hugged her so tightly that Gu Zhaoxi couldn't help laughing. She raised her hand and patted him on the back: "Ayan, I'm fine, don't worry."
When Pei Yan let her go, she still had a smile on her face.
"Ayan, I'm really fine, but the most urgent thing is to deal with the matter of the plane first."
"Really?" He was a little worried. He held Gu Chaoxi's hand tightly and didn't dare to let go. He just stared into her eyes and asked her again.
Gu Chaoxi felt a little helpless, but still nodded and held Pei Yan's hand with his backhand.
It was already dark outside, and there was actually nothing to find if we went out at this time.
However, after what happened to Du Yuzhao, Gu Chaoxi was basically certain that Zhou Jie was also closely related to the major events of this plane.
It's not only because of what he and Du Yuzhao did together, but also about Zhou Zuoran's things.
There is only one day left in the plane. If Zhou Jie wants to do anything, it must be tonight or tomorrow.
But Gu Chaoxi prefers to do it tonight, so things have to be done as soon as possible.
The two went downstairs and found that the cafe in Zhoujie was still open.
The bell at the door rang twice because of the sound of the door opening, and Pei Yan and Gu Chaoxi walked in one after another.
Zhou Zuoran, who was sitting in front of the bar, turned around and smiled when he saw the two of them.
Zhou Jie popped his head out from behind the bar and placed the cup of coffee in front of Zhou Zuoran. It seemed that the relationship between the two had eased.
Gu Chaoxi didn't care whether the situation eased or not. After all, Zhou Zuoran knew that his life was probably over.
She walked towards the bar and nodded to Zhou Zuoran.
Pei Yan sat down on the other side, his facial expression looking somewhat obscure under the dim light.
"You're awake." Zhou Jie's throat was dry and he stared at Gu Chaoxi's face while speaking.
"Well, thank you for your concern." She raised her eyes and smiled, motioning Zhou Jie to get her a cup of coffee as well.
Pei Yan turned his head to look at Zhou Zuoran and tapped the bar counter twice with his fingertips.
"Don't you have anything to say about your current situation? After all, you are involved in it."
After reviewing the whole incident with Gu Chaoxi, I realized that no one was innocent.
Although it is not very obvious, it is a fact that Zhou Zuoran was involved in forcing Shen Liao to death.
It was Zhou Zuoran who first noticed the brushstrokes of the painting. He was a painter, so it was impossible for him not to know something so obvious.
He was the one who suggested sending the paintings to the art museum. After he was forced into a corner by Zhou Jie, he didn't want to make things easy for everyone.
He knew that Shen Liao was Zhou Jie's obsession, so he deliberately asked Zhou Jie to send the painting to the art museum.
He told Zhou Jie that as long as the painting was exhibited in the art gallery, it would, in a sense, fulfill Shen Liao's wish. Perhaps the two helpless people could keep each other warm.
So Zhou Jie really believed it at first.
When did Zhou Jie stop believing it? Probably when he found out that Du Yuzhao was the owner of the art museum.
“To be honest, I was also very surprised at that time.” Zhou Jie couldn't help but smile and sneered after hearing the analysis.
It was only through Zhou Zuoran’s hint that Zhou Jie knew that Du Yuzhao was the owner of the art museum, otherwise he would not have figured it out so quickly.
At that moment he knew that while he was setting up a trap for Zhou Zuoran, Zhou Zuoran was also setting up a trap for him.
He never thought that he came to this place to find a beginning. He was heading for the Zhou family from the beginning.
Shen Liao, can be considered a victim.
"Actually, even if you didn't poison me, I would still die." Zhou Zuoran shook his coffee cup and looked up at Zhou Jie.
The two looked at each other, understanding each other tacitly.
Zhou Zuoran didn't say that he came to this small town after he fell ill. His original plan was to recuperate and wait quietly for death.
Everything that happened during this period was like a condiment to him. Apart from allowing him to see the rich and wonderful farce of life, there was nothing else.
"Zhou Jie, it wasn't you who ruined me, so you don't have to feel so proud."
Zhou Zuoran felt blurry, but he still forced himself to hold on to the table and said this.
Amidst the slightly different gazes from those around him, he suddenly fell backwards.
Neither Pei Yan nor Gu Chaoxi helped him up. They just let him fall to the ground. After twitching slightly, his eyes closed forever.
The dark sky on the street seemed to foreshadow something, and dark shadows slowly climbed up the walls of the cafe.
Gu Zhaoxi turned his head to look at the person on the ground and sighed silently: "Zhou Jie, do you feel that you have forced him to the point where he can no longer write?"
"Actually, that's not the case. Zhou Zuoran has been unable to distinguish colors since a very early age."
"So, he couldn't paint normally, and that's why he often couldn't draw anything."
He was not driven to the point of running out of ideas; he just couldn't see colors clearly or differentiate between red and green because of his illness.
As for the surrounding boundaries, it was just a way for Zhou Zuoran to find a way out and an excuse for himself.
It was because he knew about Zhou Jie's brother's affairs that he deliberately came to find his cousin with great fanfare and took advantage of Zhou Jie's psychology to attack him.
Zhou Jie was stunned, took a step back, and the cup in his hand fell to the ground.
"impossible."
"How is it impossible?" Gu Chaoxi shook his head.
When a person is too confident in himself, he will feel that he is the only one who can deceive others and there is no reason for others to deceive him.
But unfortunately, all of them were deceived by Zhou Zuoran, the "victim".