The Golden-Eyed Life of a Security Guard

When the sun rises, its warm rays seem unable to penetrate the cold, high walls.

Beneath the lead-gray high walls, the heavy iron gate clanged as it opened and closed, a dull sound that made one's eardrums tighten, but to Gu Yuebai at this moment, it sounded like a victory symphony.

He exchanged a glance with Song Lan, reached out and took her soft hand in his, and together they entered the gate. After passing through two security gates, they arrived at the visitor area.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with the damp, musty smell of the prison hit Song Lan, causing her to pause. She frowned, and the hand that Gu Yuebai was holding seemed to tighten for a moment.

Gu Yuebai gently squeezed her hand, his eyes slightly opening and closing, to reassure her.

The glass walls of the visiting room were cold and bright. Hu Zhiwei, sitting in the chair opposite, was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt and an orange vest with the words "Yuncheng Prison" clearly printed on it, which was so glaring.

His hair was shaved short and bluish-gray. The slicked-back hair with thick mousse, the dazzling gold watch, and the eye-catching jade ring of the past had all vanished like smoke.

His originally hunched body tensed instantly upon the arrival of Gu Yuebai and Song Lan. His dull eyes turned fierce in an instant, and his expression became ferocious and terrifying, as if he wanted to devour the two of them.

When Gu Yuebai led Song Lan by the hand and sat down in front of him, she did so with a calm and composed demeanor, as if she were in her own living room.

He held Song Lan's soft hand tightly, gently caressing it, and each time he stroked Song Lan's hand, it felt like a knife stabbing into Hu Zhiwei's heart.

Gu Yuebai, however, remained calm and composed, a slight smile playing on his lips, but his gaze was chillingly cold.

"Mr. Hu, how have you been? I heard you're eating and staying well there?"

Upon hearing Gu Yuebai's words through the microphone, Hu Zhiwei's face instantly turned a deep shade of liver, his chest heaving violently. He sprang up from his stool, pressed his face against the glass door, and glared venomously at Gu Yuebai.

"It's you! It really was you! You're the one who did this! Wang Baichuan said, 'Who did I offend? It turns out to be you, you piece of trash from the gutter.'"

"Watch your words." Gu Yuebai interrupted him, her tone calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority. "Seven figures in tax evasion, smuggling protected animal furs—the evidence is complete, it's a court ruling. What does it have to do with me?"

He stood up, separated from Hu Zhiwei only by a glass door, but his gaze was like a deadly blade.

"Hu Zhiwei, from the moment I discovered you and Li Siyi in the woods, I swore that I would not rest until I had ruined your family, torn apart your wife and children, and utterly disgraced you. Haha! You deserve it."

As he spoke, he gently put his arm around Song Lan's shoulder, lightly lifted Song Lan's chin, and gently kissed Song Lan's lips.

Gu Yuebai's actions were like a slow, agonizing torture of Hu Zhiwei, making him furious.

"Song Lan! You shameless woman, why did you hook up with him? You two, you despicable couple, may you die a horrible death!"

"Shut up!" Song Lan broke free from Gu Yuebai's embrace. She met Hu Zhiwei's gaze, her coldness tinged with intense resentment: "Ten years. We've been married for ten years. How have you treated me in these ten years?"

"We've been married for less than a year, and ever since you found out I couldn't have children, you've been constantly flirting with other women, secretly bringing them home every few days. Do you think I didn't know? I wanted to part ways amicably, but what did you do? You're greedy, lustful, and selfish. You want me to leave with nothing? I don't owe you anything!"

Song Lan's originally beautiful face became ferocious from the roar; her hatred for Hu Zhiwei was no less than that for Gu Yuebai.

Hu Zhiwei's body went limp. He stared blankly at Song Lan and asked in a low, humble voice, "After ten years of marriage, don't you have a single feeling for me?"

Suddenly, he flew into a rage, pointed at Gu Yuebai, and roared, "You're trying to seduce him to humiliate me!"

"So many years of marriage? Have you ever treated me like your wife? I've lived like a widow for ten years, and you've never even come home for a meal? Ha, that's not all. How did you treat me the night we signed the divorce papers? My hatred for you is so intense, I want to kill you!"

Looking back, Hu Zhiwei was filled with regret. He stared blankly at Song Lan, muttering to himself, "But you've never respected me either..."

The voice was so faint that no one heard what he said.

He raised his head, looking at the completely devastated Hu Zhiwei across from him. His smile deepened, but it carried a chilling coldness: "I forgot to tell you, Li Siyi ran off with the last bit of your savings. Now, I'm afraid you can't even find a trace of her."

These words were like the final straw, completely breaking Hu Zhiwei. He lunged at the glass, pounding on it frantically with his hands, letting out a beast-like roar: "Gu Yuebai! I won't let you get away with this! I'll kill you!"

The prison guards rushed over and pinned him down. Hu Zhiwei was dragged out, cursing incessantly, his venomous eyes fixed on Gu Yuebai and Song Lan as if he wanted to devour them alive.

The moment Song Lan stepped out of the prison gate, the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. She subconsciously raised her hand to shield her eyes, her fingertips still feeling the chill of the visiting room.

Song Lan was silent for a moment, then turned to look at him. Sunlight fell on his profile, outlining his clear jawline. Despite his handsome features, he always exuded a reassuring confidence.

"Gu Yuebai." She called his name softly, her voice trembling slightly, "Thank you."

Gu Yuebai looked at her slightly reddened eyes, and his heart stirred. He raised his hand, his fingertips gently brushing against the corner of her eye, his movement filled with careful tenderness: "With me, there's no need to thank me."

Song Lan rested her head against Gu Yuebai's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

"It's all over. From now on, we can bury the past and let those unbearable memories fade away with the wind."

Song Lan nodded gently in his arms.

The two returned to the West Mountain Villa. On the way, Gu Yuebai's phone suddenly rang. The familiar ringtone startled Gu Yuebai, and she quickly grabbed her phone. Sure enough, it was Di Liuyue calling.

Gu Yuebai's unusual behavior surprised Song Lan in the passenger seat, as he had never answered a phone call behind her back before.

"Gu Yuebai, I want to tell you that Lin Yue'e's matter has been settled. Lin Yue'e got a divorce, and she left the Li family with her eldest son."

"Oh, that matter over there is settled. I've done all I could. Let fate decide."

Gu Yuebai could only feel sympathy for her.

On the other end of the phone, Di Liuyue said again, "The gun case in Yuncheng, is it related to you?"

"You found out so quickly?" Gu Yuebai was surprised.

"The video footage from the first scene of every case at the police station is sent back to the Supernatural Abilities Bureau. Judging from the video footage, you used your supernatural abilities."

The reason the police station transmits footage from the scene to the Supernatural Abilities Bureau is to determine whether any supernatural individuals were involved. This is a crucial basis for the Supernatural Abilities Bureau's decision on whether to participate in the case.

"Director Ling said that although you used your special ability, it was a critical moment and you solved a major case, so you deserve a reward of 100,000 yuan and an honorary medal. I'll come over in a couple of days to bring it to you."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yuebai muttered, "Such a stingy person, even 100,000 yuan is something they can afford to give away."