Chapter 230

"My life should have been like this!" Luo Yong, who had always been calm and restrained, suddenly smashed his fist on the table at this time, his eyes burning as if to burst into flames. "I'm almost fifty. If I don't be myself again, this life will be over.

Every time I go to the Aiqinghai Bookstore, my eyes can't move away from You He. I love him. Love cannot be reasoned with. I want to possess him, just as I want to possess another kind of life."

"So, when you learned that he couldn't find a job, you used your connections and even used Lou Jing's position?" Qi Fei couldn't listen to Luo Yong's "generous statement," and his words inevitably carried condemnation. In his view, this was just a selfish person under the guise of love.

"Scumbag..." Wu Shanqiu on the side couldn't help but mutter.

"My feelings are something the secular world cannot understand. Too many people have completely lost themselves in the compromise with the secular world. I don't want to spend the rest of my life like others.

If I hadn't known there was another kind of life, perhaps I would have continued to live hard and numbly in this world. But I know that beyond this earth, there are so many stars and unknowns. I could have become a free mayfly, experiencing a short life in a small and free way between heaven and earth.

However, our lives are lived too much for others.

For my parents, for my wife and daughter, I became a person I didn't like, doing work I didn't like, rushing between meaningless trifles. Life passed by meaninglessly like this.

No one knows that every day, when I open my eyes, there is a feeling of drowning. Only by struggling with all my might will I not let myself sink.

This is my life, a life that is enviable and glamorous in the eyes of others.

You He is a light in my life, giving me the courage to pursue another kind of life, the kind of life I want, where I can sleep peacefully every day and wake up in expectation, my own life.

You won't understand." Luo Yong's expression was contradictory, sincere and indifferent, exposing his selfishness, but without any regret. "I have always hoped to become a sci-fi writer. Bankers, investors, they are all professions I hate.

I tried to publish my novels online under the pseudonym Neuromancer. I know my style and expression are very different from mainstream web novels. Originally, it was just to give a secret outlet to a miserable life. I didn't expect that after publishing, it would actually attract some readers.

It was also because of writing novels that I realized the ecology of the online world more deeply. Hmph, very interesting. In this virtual world where everyone wears a veil, all evil and good become so real."

"You met Hao Weiwei?"

"No, it should be said that he found me himself. This idiot, thinking he could do whatever he wanted on the internet, doesn't know how easy it is to find someone offline if someone is willing."

"Heh, I read your article, it's not as easy as you say, that would take a lot of effort," Qi Fei sneered.

"So, what I said is as long as someone is willing." Luo Yong looked directly at Qi Fei, as if he were discussing a problem with him, not the relationship between interrogation and being interrogated. "Hao Weiwei, heh, he didn't realize that most people eventually gave in to him on the internet, not because of his strength, but because the internet has a way out for people. People are always afraid of trouble. If they can quit and save a lot of trouble, most people are better at giving up. Unfortunately, he underestimated the significance of this novel to me.

One day, I received a message in the background saying that my novel was blocked because of suspected AI. Although I appealed many times, there was still no way to restore it.

Interestingly, the message said it was because of a report.

Reporting means someone is doing it.

And finding out who is reporting is not difficult for me."

"Because you are a double doctorate in finance and computer science," Qi Fei immediately followed up.

Luo Yong grinned: "So I said Hao Weiwei is an idiot. He thought the internet was the safest place, but in fact, it is the opposite. In this world, you never know what kind of opponent you are facing.

And, very interestingly, he didn't say I plagiarized, but said I used AI. How should I put it?" A trace of triumph suddenly appeared on Luo Yong's face. "I even take this as a kind of reward. After all, infinitely approaching rationality is something I have been pursuing in my past life. In a sense, this pig actually stumbled upon the truth and understood my novel."

"Even so, there's no need to kill him, right?" Wu Shanqiu couldn't help but ask from the side.

Luo Yong's gaze shifted to her. That look was indeed different from other men.

For young girls, there was only a faint disgust in his eyes.

"I can only say he met a madman. A person who voluntarily became a madman." Luo Yong said the most arrogant words calmly. "Young man, you won't understand what fifty years of suppressed life can force a smart person into.

I am tired of everyone and everything I don't like in this world.

Hao Weiwei gave me an excuse to turn this weariness into action.

Even if Lou Jing didn't betray me, I would die sooner or later.

Because I am strongly craving the excitement of a moth to a flame, I crave the blazing fire to burn me into ashes, and let the ashes be scattered in the hopeless wind.

I sat here, never thinking I would survive.

Let me tell you the true thoughts of a criminal.

In the process of planning how to kill Hao Weiwei, I never regretted it at all.

I enjoyed the feeling of having everything under control too much. Hao Weiwei's life is mine, and life and death are decided by me. In this matter, I am his God, his Grim Reaper.

Many people will be grateful to me for killing him.

I know that's what they think.

Although, if you find them, these hypocritical people will not admit this evil thought.

This is a love letter I wrote to You He, just like Jack's love for Ianto.

Even if he and I are both dead thousands of years later, these words will remain in the online world, spreading wider and wider, no matter how you delete them."

"Then what about Lou Jing and your daughter?" Qi Fei interrupted Luo Yong's rebellious declaration and pulled the topic back to reality.

Luo Yong heard this, looked sadly at the one-way glass, and gritted his teeth: "If life were like an account, it would be great if it could be restarted! This account of mine is ruined." After saying that, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, followed by a fierce look in his eyes, and a large mouthful of blood sprayed onto the glass mirror...