Chapter 377 What's Wrong with Me

Due to the environment, Cui Shao was a little arrogant, but he was still a very careful and decent person.

Gu Nan sometimes felt that he spoke in a pretentious tone, was good at fooling people with roundabout words, and rarely expressed his views and opinions directly.

So with his thoughtfulness, he would never mention Gu Jin's disappearance in front of Gu Nan even though he knew it.

Unless it was to divert her attention, to cover up for someone or something.

Gu Nan took a deep breath and asked, "What are Qi Yan and Chun Yi doing?"

Cui Shao stared at Gu Nan intently. The lights in the room were dim, and his eyes were hidden behind his glasses, making it hard to tell what he was feeling. After a long pause, he sighed, "Wait until they come back and tell you in person."

If everything goes well, it doesn't make much difference whether you say it or not.

If things don't go well, Gu Nan should be informed.

Gu Nan leaned against the head of the bed with his hands on the quilt, his pale face showing how tired he was.

First it was Jiang Wanying, then Qi Yan and Chunyi. Apart from things related to her, nothing else could make them work together like this.

There are only a few people that Gu Nan cares about. Lin Jingchun and Lin Jingzhe are back. If it is about Gu Jin, Cui Shao will take the initiative to avoid mentioning it, so it is only her.

It was as if a huge hand had ripped away the strongest strand of her spirit from her body. A deep sense of exhaustion washed over her. Gu Nan asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Cui Shao's lips moved slightly, astonishment and pity surged in his eyes, but in the end there was only silence.

"Sister, it's okay. Sister will be fine."

Lin Jingchun knelt on one knee beside the bed, interlocking his left hand with Gu Nan's fingers, and placing his right hand firmly on the back of Gu Nan's hand, stroking and rubbing it constantly, as if trying to transfer his body temperature to Gu Nan.

Gu Nan turned his head and saw Lin Jingchun looking up at him with a pair of tender and affectionate eyes, which were as deep and soft as a pool of flowing honey under the warm wall lamp.

But Gu Nan clearly saw tears glistening in his eyes, but he was trying hard to hold them back, and his eyes were red.

Seeing his expression, Gu Nan couldn't bear to ask any further questions.

It can't be a good thing that makes them make such a big fuss. Since they won't harm her, just keep it a secret.

She smiled softly, "Don't stay by my side anymore, go and rest."

Lin Jingchun tilted her head and rubbed the back of Gu Nan's hand, muttering, "I just got back, I want to see my sister more."

Gu Nan looked at Lin Jingzhe, and Lin Jingzhe immediately said, "I'm not sleepy."

After saying that, she seemed to feel a little stiff, so she softened her voice and said softly, "Sister is injured. She needs to rest more. Don't worry about us."

Gu Nan thought for a moment and realized that if he didn't sleep, they would definitely not move, so he said, "I'll sleep a little longer. They can call me when they come back."

"Okay." Lin Jingchun helped Gu Nan lie down and tucked the quilt carefully for her, but did not leave and continued to stay by the bed.

Gu Nan closed her eyes. The room was quiet, as if she was the only one there.

She thought she would be unable to sleep because someone was watching her, but not long after, she became drowsy and fell asleep.

She knew she was dreaming again.

In her dream, she returned to the day when the swing was installed in Wangnan Charity Home.

The installer, wearing a blue work suit, installed two swings in the sand in the backyard of the orphanage. The frames were painted with blue and white protective paint, and the ropes were tied with colorful plastic flowers with bells hanging from the flowers. When they swung, the whole yard was filled with the sound of the bells.

All the children in the orphanage liked the swing. On the first day it was installed, two long lines formed in front of it.

Gu Nan stood in the middle of the line, looking forward to it, his mind full of the image of himself sitting on it.

"Hold on to the rope tightly and don't let go. If you let go you will fall." The headmistress reminded me tirelessly.

Gu Nan sat on the seat, holding the rough rope tightly, stepped on the sand with both feet, and pushed hard.

She flew high up, and the hot summer wind blew the loose hair at her temples, hitting her face back and forth, causing a pleasant itch.

She laughed out loud and flew higher and higher.

I saw passers-by hurrying behind the wall, a huge bird's nest on the paulownia tree, rows of crow-colored roofs in the distance, the golden sunset in the sky, and large patches of extremely gorgeous clouds.

Like a medieval oil painting, the rich colors are full of pious yearning.

She flew higher and higher, like a bird flapping its wings, screaming and laughing, saying that she saw freedom.

Then she flew out.

Passing through the hot wind, I fell into a dark abyss.

Gu Nan shuddered all over and woke up from his dream.

The room was pitch black and silent, with only the sound of my own slightly rapid breathing in my ears.

The robot dutifully read out the time, and dawn came, and it was the next morning again.

Gu Nan turned his head to look out the window. The curtains were drawn tightly, not allowing any light to come in. He couldn't tell whether the sun was shining today.

She propped herself up and sat up from the bed, her heart still beating wildly in her chest. She had unknowingly formed a thin layer of sweat on her body, which stuck to her skin and felt damp and cool.

Gu Nan shivered and suddenly felt a little cold.

"Sister is awake." Lin Jingchun pushed open the door and walked in, commanding the robot to open the curtains.

When he got closer, he saw Gu Nan lying on the bed with sweat all over her face. He quickly strode over to hold Gu Nan's shoulders and asked anxiously, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Nan calmed his slightly panting breath and said slowly: "It's okay, I just had a dream, and I feel a little cold."

Lin Jingchun first took a blanket from the floor rack and covered Gu Nan with it, then went to the bathroom to wring out a hot towel to wipe Gu Nan's face.

Gu Nan pulled the blanket tighter around him, but the cold still surged up from his tailbone. He couldn't help but ask, "Is the air conditioner turned off?"

Lin Jingchun paused, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"I'll go check it out." He stood up and walked to the robot, opened the data panel, and raised the room temperature from 24 degrees to 28 degrees.

Lin Jingzhe walked in with the meal and saw Lin Jingchun raising the room temperature. He couldn't help but ask, "Won't it be hot?"

Lin Jingchun's fingertips trembled as he changed the temperature to 30 degrees again. He then closed the data panel and whispered, "I don't know why it suddenly turned off. Let's turn it up a bit first."

Lin Jingzhe knew Lin Jingchun best, so how could he miss his strange behavior? He was so shocked that he almost dropped the tray in his hand.

He subconsciously looked at Gu Nan, but fortunately Gu Nan was pulling the blanket with his head down and didn't notice his panic.

Lin Jingchun took the tray from Lin Jingzhe and sat down on the bed. "What did you dream about, sister?"

The heart was still beating violently, trying to generate more heat to supply the body, but the effect was minimal, and the coldness was like a thorn in the flesh.

"A childhood dream." Gu Nan didn't want to talk more and just held the blanket tightly.

Seeing her shrinking and pale, Lin Jingchun felt a pang of pain in his heart. He put down the tray and carefully hugged Gu Nan from behind. "Is this any better?"