"I want to die."
When Gu Zhuoyan saw these four words, his hand covering the keyboard quickly clenched it. On the night of the show, on the hospital bed, Zhuang Fan was dreaming about these words.
In the blog, Zhuang Fanxin maintained stable updates after going abroad and before the accident. He praised Hope Diamonds, expressed his opinions on the cutting of rubies and spinels, and often published practice drawings and sketches.
In addition, Zhuang Fanxin also recorded the treatment with his grandfather, buying hot dogs on the way to the clinic every time, massaging the body of the elderly, developing biceps, pushing the wheelchair uphill for three retreats Second, I was so tired that I had a heart attack. There was no negative complaint, but it was hard work and optimism. Zhuang Fanxin gained a large number of followers during that time.
There are many messages in each diary. Everyone likes his artistic sharing and talent, and also likes his vivid and easy life records.
In June of that year, Gu Zhuoyan finished his sophomore year of high school. In August, Zhuang Fanxin was preparing for his upcoming university life. He posted a sentence in Chinese: This time last year, I met the best boy in the world.
It's a bit hypocritical and a bit vulgar, but there is love in the strokes and characters.
After entering university, Zhuang Fanxin's sharing of jewelry design became more professional and rich. Judging from the number of messages in each diary, that time was the day when he was very popular and had the most followers.
After a school year, and approaching the end of the term, Zhuang Fan's heart stopped updating one day, as if the world had evaporated. Gu Zhuoyan knew that something happened at that time, and a lot of messages cared about him, urging him to return to the blog, and gradually some people expressed dissatisfaction, thinking that he was very irresponsible to his followers.
Until July 19th, when everything was settled, Zhuang Fanxin suddenly posted a picture.
It is a horizontal oil painting, like Leonardo da Vinci's "The Last Supper", in a garden, twelve children are sitting at a long table, their expressions are dull, the drinks on the table are overturned, and the pastries are painted black the sauce, the corner of the tablecloth was slashed by the vicious dog. Every flower hung its head, and the lawn showed brown dirt like a stinking swamp.
In the message, many people bluntly said that they hated this painting. Some people asked, what is this mess? Zhuang Fanxin only replied to that one, he said, this is my fucking life.
Another half-month gap, Gu Zhuoyan calculated the time, Zhuang Fanxin should be hospitalized.
This time Zhuang Fanxin said "I want to die". Since then, each of his diaries has been updated from three to five in the morning. There is no more content about painting, art, or jewelry design. The comments have changed from praise to accusation, and his followers have also dropped by more than half.
"It was raining and it was cold. I was lying under the quilt and didn't dare to move. The doctor gave me an exercise today and dropped a pen. I secretly hid and drew on the fruit. It was so crooked. It's strange. I'm four years old. When I draw, my hand is very stable.”
"I pretended to sleep, and when Dad went back and opened my eyes, I didn't seem to know anything. I was only good at pretending to sleep, but it was annoying. I didn't want to pretend. I wanted to really sleep and never wake up again."
"It's Christmas again, it must be very lively outside, but no one here says Merry Christmas, because there are no happy people here. I slipped out of the ward and ran to the garden, hiding in the corner, there was only one light, it was dark, nurse When he found me, he tried to coax me back. I can't go, I'm waiting for someone, I haven't eaten all day, I want to eat the birthday cake he gave me... I was sent back to the ward, I have nothing."
"Where did he go to study? I don't know if he works as hard as before. I often think, why do I love studying so much? , I know."
"Suicide by cutting your wrists, failure."
"Is he on winter vacation, will he gain a little weight during the new year? Has he grown taller? Today the doctor encouraged me to make a New Year's resolution. It can be seen that he did not expect me to cooperate, but I made it seriously. I hope Gu Zhuo Say peace and happiness, know a better boy, good health, enthusiasm, sincerity, love him with all my heart. If it's not me, I'm full of medicine, scars, sleepless nights, I'm not worthy, I'm a poor man bastard."
"On the verge of severe depression, I don't care about the doctor's diagnosis, I just want him, can think all day, sleep and think all day."
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His vision became hazy, Gu Zhuoyan reached out and wiped the monitor, but it was still not good, only to realize that it was the fog in his eyes. Zhuang Fanxin had typed these words in countless dark nights, shrinking back and using those drawing hands.
"Aunt Wang came to see me again. She showed me my palmistry and said that my lifeline is very long and I will definitely recover and be discharged from the hospital. I don't really believe it. I'm used to this place, and I have nothing to do when I go out. Then there is the career line. , she said that it was not smooth, indicating that the work of art people is not so stable. This is quite right, my father is like this. The last is the love line, she said that there is a big fork, but after the twists and turns, there will be a happy love. I am completely I don't believe her anymore."
"Aunt Wang's words always disturb me. I'm very annoying. I want to eat potato chips, and I rarely have anything I want to eat. My mother bought several packets and put them in the cabinet, so I can eat a little if I want. I ate four in one go. The big bag, the palate and the tongue were frayed and rolled, but this feeling of eating like crazy made me forget the pain for a while."
"Aunt Wang gave me a peace talisman. I was infected by her superstition. I also wanted to fold it. Just like a girl folds a thousand paper cranes for a boy, I want to fold it for Gu Zhuoyan."
"My parents said that if I get better, I can go back to China to meet Gu Zhuoyan. I suspect I am dreaming."
"I haven't closed my eyes for two days, and I have asked many people. It's not a dream."
"It's unreal... I want to be better."
"Starting from today, will I have a real resurrection day?"
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Gu Zhuoyan clenched his fist and propped his forehead. After reading each article, his internal organs were about to be crushed. He closed the computer and walked back to the bedroom from the living room.
On the bed, Zhuang Fan was lying on his side, breathing evenly, and resting his wrist on the pillow after taking off his old watch. Gu Zhuoyan was laid in and face to face with Zhuang Fanxin. In just a few seconds, Zhuang Fanxin came over in a daze, looking for the place where the dust settled.
Gu Zhuoyan folded his arms and supported this piece of duckweed.
It's only been a day since the incident on the show was exposed, but it seems that half a lifetime has changed. Early in the morning, Gu Zhuoyan got up at home to make breakfast, kiss Zhuang Fanxin good morning, and said nothing about seeing the blog.
The toast was crispy, but Zhuang Fan was absent-minded while holding a corner. He frequently glanced at the phone next to him. Gu Zhuoyan paid attention to him and said, "Don't worry, I'll let them reply at eight o'clock, five minutes away."
Zhuang Fanxin changed his mind to looking at the clock, like a student anxious to leave get out of class. After five minutes passed, the phone rang on time, and Gu Zhuoyan pressed the speakerphone: "Hello? How's it going?"
"Mr. Gu," it said, "the original studio moved seven years ago. I found it last night, but it's no longer the boss of the year. The current boss is a former apprentice. He recognizes the studio's bag."
Gu Zhuoyan said: "What about the scans, each one has a number written with a Z at the beginning, what does it mean?"
The other party replied: "I asked, Z is because the old master's surname was Zhou, and the orders he was in charge of were marked with this. The old master found out that he was in a nursing home and contacted his family in the morning. He needed to be accompanied by his family to see him. ."
"Okay, hurry up." Gu Zhuoyan thought for a while, "Ask the studio owner if he has kept the accounts for the past few years, and the bills settled at that time, if you can find them as much as you can."
Suddenly, Qi Nan's voice sounded: "Those are enough!"
Zhuang Fanxin leaned over: "same table?"
"Hey, it's me, I'll lead the way." Qi Nan said, "Don't worry, wait for my call in the afternoon!"
At the end of the call, the current situation is fairly clear, Zhuang Fanxin sifted through the evidence at hand and said, "Just one day after the exposure, yesterday's speeches by Pei Zhi and Lu Wen raised the attention of the whole thing again. It's best to hurry up and respond today, what do you think?"
"Heroes see the same thing." Gu Zhuoyan said, "Organize the existing evidence. In the afternoon, if there is any letter in Rongcheng, add it. If not, make follow-up supplements, and officially respond tonight."
Zhuang Fanxin asked, "Are you looking for the media, or what?"
Gu Zhuoyan thought about it: "Isn't Jiang Hui sending a long article? Let's also send a long article. I will let Xiaoqiang take care of the media. This matter is already hot enough, and there is no need for any online pusher, just wait and see."
In the morning, Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin went out to meet the lawyer. Lawyer Peng, who is best at the type of cases in the city, is also a former student of Xue Maochen.
The two parties made an appointment in Sophie's private meeting room. After communicating all the evidence, they decided on the prosecution process, all the people involved, and the entry point for rights protection.
After seeing the lawyer, Gu Zhuoyan's secretary arrived, Zhou Qiang presented the sorted information and reported, "General manager, Dong Bin, the owner of the garment factory, is somewhat related to the Cheng family. The design department file provided is documented.”
Once indicted, it is necessary to investigate the account income, and Cheng Jiama can't hide the rebates that Cheng Jiama has eaten over the years. Gu Zhuoyan wrote it down and said, "Tell me about Jiang Hui."
Zhou Qiang said: "Jiang Hui's studio in Shanghai is difficult to manage, and the two designers he collaborated with have long been dissatisfied. Before joining the silhouette, he promised to bring them together. Also, he is currently living in a hotel."
In addition, the reporters arranged in advance on the show, the employees of the monitoring room who helped Cheng Jiaman get the video, and all relevant personnel agreed to be turned into witnesses, otherwise they would face prosecution.
"All the investigation documents have been backed up and sent to you and Lawyer Peng's mailbox." Zhou Qiang said, and put a bag on the table, "This is what President Xue asked me to transfer."
Gu Zhuoyan glanced at it, it seemed to be a nourishing medicine, nutritional supplements or something. Before he could speak, Zhou Qiang explained: "These are for Director Zhuang, Mr. Xue knows what happened to you, she said that she doesn't know much about your physical condition. , let you take care of it."
Zhuang Fan didn't expect that it was given to him, and Xue Manzi gave it to him. He was stunned and said flatly, "Thank you, Auntie for me." He took the bag, which contained a bottle of Ningshen medicine, with a Post-it notes are Xue Manzi's vigorous pen words: Children, be strong.
The hand was held, Zhuang Fanxin raised his eyes, and Gu Zhuoyan approached with a smile: "Ms. Xue is not very good sometimes, but sometimes it is ok."
When he came out of the conference room and opened the door, Lian Yiming stood outside waiting for a long time, asking if he could help. Gu Zhuoyan was rude: "Not for now, as long as you don't talk to Gu Baoyan about anything."
"Do you blame me?" Lian Yiming said, "She pestered me to ask, I didn't do anything."
The three of them took the internal elevator downstairs, Gu Zhuoyan snorted, how many strange guests in the hotel can be dealt with if they find fault, and a girl's film will make it impossible? He deliberately said: "I'm too used to marrying, she depends on you, what should you do?"
"What can I do." On the first floor, Lian Yiming calmly said, "I'll give her the Civil Affairs Bureau, get a book and stamp it, and it's done."
The two laughed and scolded as they walked out of the elevator, said goodbye at the door, and Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin drove home. There was no movement in the afternoon, until dusk, when Qi Nan's call finally came.
They met the old master in Rongcheng. He was young and old, and he recalled the photos and scans of Hai Glass for a long time. Fortunately, the old master remembered that a studio mainly made bracelets and rings, and Zhuang Fanxin was the only one who made crowns for more than ten years. Second, the others are customized, Zhuang Fanxin is looking for them to fight, and he has a deep memory. The three masters confirmed that the number on the scanned image was his own handwriting.
After collecting all the evidence, Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin prepared to write a long article.
Zhuang Fanxin guards the computer to integrate the pictures, make annotations and typesetting, while Gu Zhuoyan draws up the draft. The article is divided into several parts and how to arrange the content of each part.
According to the discussion, this long article was posted by Gu Zhuoyan, and the video caused an uproar. Most people's attention has long been biased, and it is not enough for the protagonist Zhuang Fanxin to appear. Therefore, Gu Zhuoyan has taken this step, but the subsequent prosecution, whether it is a lawsuit, needs to be dealt with by the party Zhuang Fanxin.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, an account named "GZY" posted a long article and responded in an all-round way.
Just four short words at the beginning: The evidence is as follows.
The first long picture, the first picture that catches the eye is a stitched comparison picture, the left side is the sea glass crown, the right side is the design of Jiang Hui in that year, and three or four detailed pictures are attached. The details and materials of the two works are different, but the similarity is discernible with the naked eye, and there is a plagiarism relationship.
The second sentence is still short, the year and date of Jiang Hui's work, and the year and date of the sea glass crown. The former is nearly a year behind the latter. Next is the evidence of the existence of Hai Glass, the bank deposit record, and the owner of the item shows Gu Zhuoyan's name.
In the third sentence, the sea glass crown was designed and made by Zhuang Fanxin, and later presented to Gu Zhuoyan.
One hundred and thirty-seven drawings, nineteen accurate scans, and testimony from the studio owner and the master, are listed one by one. Then there are the old photos of Gu Zhuoyan and Zhuang Fanxin on Gulangyu Island, the relationship between lovers, and the photos of picking up the sea glass, and the evidence and motives are clearly released.
In addition, the raw material is sea glass, which is collected at the seaside, so the design inspiration is related to the ocean.
Jiang Hui's theory of plagiarism was completely overturned. The clarification is not over yet. Regarding the video, the second long picture will give a detailed explanation, with the identification of professionals, screenshots of the original video, and the testimony of the person in charge of the monitoring room. At the end of the picture, Cheng Jiama was directly identified as the initiator of the fabricated video, and he took advantage of the situation to explain his interest relationship with the person who broke the news in the garment factory, and attached Dong Bin's evidence of breach of contract.
All of the above have been brought to court.
There is not a single word of nonsense in the long pictures, all of which are solid evidence, which is better than all the excuses that incite emotions. The third long picture is the text explanation, titled "The Beginning and End of the Restoration Event".
The article tells the grievances between Zhuang Fanxin and Jiang Hui one by one, according to the time line, plagiarism, expulsion, intentional injury, grandfather's death, suicide, depression treatment... The full text does not shed tears, nor raises arms and shouts, only clear records, death Prove, treatment medical records, together into a shocking truth.
There is no need to list the charges, but it is obvious who is malicious, jealous, twisted, plundered and framed.
At the end, it was Gu Zhuoyan's conclusion: "So far, all the evidence has been published, and new evidence will be added in the future. Everyone is welcome to pay attention. Regarding this incident, the clarification of the Internet is only part of it, and it will be discussed in court. The belated justice is serious, it has been indicted, and it is awaiting trial."
Finally, he revealed his identity: "I am Gu Zhuoyan, the other protagonist in the video, and Mr. Zhuang Fanxin's boyfriend. We are in a legitimate relationship. Mr. Zhuang is unwell, and I will send it on my behalf. Next, I will defend my rights in person."
As soon as this long article was published, the Internet that had been boiling for a day raised dust and smoke again. After being fooled, angry netizens would only become more angry. The situation quickly reversed, and hot topics were detonated within ten minutes.
Pei Zhi and Lu Wen forwarded it one after another, and the two who were scolded turned over in an instant. Immediately afterwards, GSG Group and Silhouette simultaneously issued an announcement that Jiang Hui would be held accountable and compensated for the company's reputation and economic losses.
Jiang Cheng and the two arranged the media at the beginning, most of which were Internet promoter companies such as We Media. Gu Zhuoyan followed suit. After clarifying and fermenting, several news networks and observation networks arranged for them to repost it, raising the matter completely to another. level.
Seeing the full and heated discussions, Zhuang Fan felt extremely unreal, his hands were sweating, and the pulse between his neck was thumping wildly. The injustice is snowed, and the truth is revealed. He has already given up on this day, but at this moment he is experiencing it in disbelief.
The great reversal of events was full of drama, the attention was unprecedented, and the saliva almost drowned the real perpetrator.
A month later, court hearing.
Gu Zhuoyan hugged Zhuang Fanxin's back and saw Jiang Hui again. Zhuang Fanxin didn't curse half a word, didn't glare, just looked away calmly.
Afterwards, all the friends came, Gu Zhuoyan went to talk to a few small talkers, and Pei Zhi was by Zhuang Fanxin's side. In addition to Jiang Hui, Cheng Jiama was also sued in court. The beautiful face in the past has become haggard, and the plain face looks like a different person.
Cheng Jiama's eyes were red: "Fan Xin, I was deceived by Jiang Hui, and I took the initiative to hand over the video. Can you forgive my confusion?"
Zhuang Fanxin had never seen a girl like this, so she was silent, Cheng Jiama turned to ask Pei Zhi: "Little brother Pei, for my brother's sake, please help me."
Pei Zhi replied: "I have endured too much for his sake. If I help you this time, then I really have nothing to say with your surname Cheng in the future."
Entering the courtroom one after another, Zhuang Fanxin walked towards the plaintiff's seat alone, when suddenly, Gu Zhuoyan caught up from behind and held his hand. The palm was close to his, very warm, and the ball of the thumb rubbed the fine lines in his palm.
"Aunt Wang is right." Gu Zhuoyan said softly.
Zhuang Fanxin raised his head in surprise: "What..."
Gu Zhuoyan looked at him: "After the twists and turns, it will definitely be happy."