C2 The First Step to Saving Himself

Gu Shuang laid on the bed and fell into deep thought.

She was still in solitary confinement and could not go anywhere. She also did not know how her grandfather was doing and if Fu's Group had encountered any danger.

Since she knew about the wild ambitions of Chen Haorann and Gu Qingzi, she had to get rid of these two ticking time bombs as soon as possible.

But... where did Hsu Muzhou go?

In his previous life, Hsu Muzhou had been very close to her. Unless there was something important in the company that required him to spend all his energy, he would take her wherever he went. He would never allow her to leave his line of sight.

She had already woken up for a while. Why was she not here?

Gu Shuang knocked on the door and the bodyguard answered, "Young Madam, what orders do you have?"

"Where is the young master?"

The bodyguard replied, "Replying to the young madam, the young master is in the hospital."

Hospital?

Gu Shuang was stunned for a moment and suddenly remembered that she had a big fire yesterday. She had smashed and hit someone. She had used the fragments of the lamp to cut several bloody wounds on Hsu Muzhou's arm. It was quite deep and long, and she had sutured more than ten stitches.

This matter had thoroughly angered Hsu Muzhou. In addition, she had jumped out of the window and escaped in the middle of the night. Hsu Muzhou had become mad, and in a fit of rage, he had taken care of her.

He had tortured her with his life, causing her to be severely torn apart, causing her to bleed non-stop. There were four stitches on her lower body, and she had been lying there for a whole week.

Next, her life officially entered Purgatory Mode.

That mental illness kept torturing her every day, either to get her, or to get ready to get her on the way.

Gu Shuang's face turned pale and her heart stopped beating a few times.

Hsu Muzhou had been ill for a whole ten years. At first, he could still be controlled with medicine. As his condition worsened and developed resistance to medicine, his illness gradually went out of control.

When he was depressed, he wanted to commit suicide. When he was manic, he wanted to kill.

Although he would not kill her, every time he fell ill, he would torture her with his life. That kind of pain was no different from death.

No, she couldn't just sit and wait for death. She had to actively save herself.

"I want to go to the hospital, I want to see the young master."

The bodyguard coldly refused: "I'm sorry. Young madam, the young master has instructed that you can't go anywhere."

...

Gu Shuang took a deep breath and lightly patted her chest, pretending to be calm to comfort herself.

It was still early in the morning when Hsu Muzhou went crazy. It was only ten o'clock in the morning, and Hsu Muzhou would be back later, so there was still time.

Gu Shuang leaned against the bed and waited patiently. She stared blankly and actually fell asleep.

In her hazy state, she felt half of the bed sink, and she suddenly woke up.

Before she opened her eyes, she felt a heavy weight on her chest. Something was pressing on her.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that it was a large hand.

The upper part of his wrist was tightly tied up by medical gauze. The gauze was covered with mottled bloodstains and was dark purple in color.

Gu Shuang's heart trembled. She mustered up her courage and looked up along the hand.

What entered her eyes was a cold and stern face.

In her dark eyes, half was ice and the other half was fire.

The extreme contradiction, in the half-closed eyes of the Sleeping Phoenix, became a kind of heart-palpitating.

"You're back." Gu Shuang tried her best to ignore the pressure in front of her chest and curled her lips unnaturally.

Hsu Muzhou's pupils suddenly shrank.

She actually smiled at him?

For two whole months, she would either speak coldly to him, cry loudly, make a scene, or even hit him.

The bruises, teeth marks, and bloodstains on his body had never been broken.

Gu Shuang raised her hand and gently touched the place where the gauze was stained with blood. She carefully sized up Hsu Muzhou's expression, pursed her lips, and tried to steady her voice to apologize.

"I... I'm sorry, i..."

Gu Shuang could not say something like "I did not do it on purpose." After holding it in for a long time, she said with a flushed face. "I will not be like this in the future."

Hsu Muzhou lowered his head and looked at the thick gauze on his arm. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly and he sneered softly.

Gu Shuang was a little scared when she saw the pair of cold and angry eyes.

It was not that she could not understand the obvious anger and tolerance in the man's eyes.

After two months of confrontation, his patience had already reached the limit. It was like a taut string that could break at any time.

Gu Shuang took a deep breath and mustered her courage to touch Hsu Muzhou's arm. She said gently, "I'm hungry. Come with me to eat, okay?"

In her previous life, after entering the Hsu family, Hsu Muzhou took her wherever he went. Occasionally, when he was too busy to take care of her, he would lock her in the villa and not even let her out of the bedroom.

Without his company, she would not be able to get out of this door.

Hsu Muzhou was a little surprised. He stared at Gu Shuang for a long time, then lowered his eyes and stood up.

Gu Shuang quickly stood up, thought for a while, and took the initiative to hold Hsu Muzhou's arm.

Although this man was stubborn and violent, he really loved her with his life.

As long as she was obedient, he would not hurt her.

Hsu Muzhou felt the woman trying to please him, and his body tensed up for a moment.

The next second, he relaxed as if nothing had happened.

However, the sarcasm in his eyes gradually deepened.

One cry, two quarrels, and three hanging wouldn't work. Was he going to change into a beauty trap?

It was one o'clock in the afternoon, but because Gu Shuang often lost her temper and threw the dishes away, Hsu Muzhou was afraid that she would be hungry, so he ordered the kitchen to prepare the dishes for her 24 hours a day.

Steamed grouper. Meatpeter with plums, garlic with small oil dishes. He tore the vegetables with his hands. The beef soup of West Lake, four dishes and one soup were all Gu Shuang's favorite.

Gu Shuang stared at the dishes in front of her and shook her hand that was wrapped into Doraemon. She smiled awkwardly.

She bit her lips and trembled as she looked at Hsu Muzhou for help.

Gu Shuang was born with peach blossom eyes. Those watery eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, like drunk but not drunk, hazy and confusing.

Hsu Muzhou had never thought that there would actually be someone who could make his heart turn into a soft and sticky strawberry jam with just a look.

The man's cold face relaxed a little along with his pitiful little eyes. He picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish. He carefully covered the fish with the soup and used a small and exquisite bone plate to bring it to Gu Shuang's mouth.

Gu Shuang was a little embarrassed. She softly muttered, "I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I made myself look like this and even implicated you."

Hsu Muzhou did not speak. His chopsticks stopped two centimeters away from her lips, quietly waiting for her to open her mouth and eat.

Gu Shuang pursed her lips. She pursed her lips and went over to eat the piece of fish meat. The fresh and tender taste immediately spread out on the tip of her tongue. It hooked the gluttony in her stomach and caused it to churn. A sound of hunger came out.

His pale little face suddenly turned red. His two Doraemon hands covered his stomach and awkwardly grinned.

"Haha, I'm too hungry." Gu Shuang's eyes were wandering around. She wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Hsu Muzhou was a little shocked.

The only time Gu Shuang smiled at him was when she first saw him and scooped him up from the lake.

That day, the temperature dropped by five degrees Celsius. She was so cold that she trembled. Her eyes were flooded red like a rabbit's. She scolded him for letting down her parents and ancestors with a straight face.

But after scolding him, she laughed again. She narrowed her eyes and raised her chin. She patted her chest and said proudly, "Fortunately, you met me. Otherwise, it would really be cold!"

Hsu Muzhou stared at Gu Shuang's smile greedily and could not bear to blink.

He knew that this was another trick she used to escape, but he could not resist it.

He let out a faint sigh that could not be heard. He methodically picked vegetables to feed and took care of this little ancestor who had caused him so much trouble.

Suddenly, the ringtone of his cell phone rang, ruining the scenery, causing the two of them to frown at the same time.

Gu Shuang endured the heart-piercing pain and took out her phone to take a look. It was Chen Haorann's phone call.

"I'm full. I'll go back to my room first."

Gu Shuang casually greeted him and turned around to leave.

Hsu Muzhou's eyes suddenly became as cold as ice and his whole body emitted a biting cold anger.

The huge space suddenly fell from the bright and warm spring to the cold winter.

When he saw the words "dear" appear on the screen, he knew who it was.