Chapter 384 Loss of Taste

As soon as the words fell, the pool fell into silence.

Lin Jingchun looked lost. Not long ago, Gu Nan had whistled at him like this.

Cui Shao's face was serious, but his eyes were glued to Chunyi, his feelings switching back and forth between envy and inferiority. Even though he kept working out, without Chunyi's innate physique, he was still a little behind.

Not to mention Lin Jingzhe. Although he was in the same pool with them, due to his status, he didn't have much room to play.

No one spoke.

Especially since Qi Yan was not there, no one challenged Chunyi.

Perhaps only Chunyi was accustomed to Gu Nan's talkativeness and accepted it well.

"Where is Qi Yan?" Gu Nan asked.

Qi Yan fell behind at the end, tying the belt of his bathrobe a little tighter as he walked.

Finally, he walked slowly to the edge of the pool, but did not go into the water. Instead, he sat by the pool, put his feet in the pool, and looked at Gu Nan eagerly.

"Why don't you come down?" Gu Nan asked.

"It's hot, soak your feet first." Qi Yan looked at Gu Nan with eyes full of grievance and resentment, "Don't worry, I've washed my feet before, and I won't let you wash my feet."

Because there were many people taking a bath together, everyone took a shower and put on their swimsuits and swimming trunks before going into the water. Even Gu Nan took a quick shower with the help of the waiter.

Gu Nan didn't know what Qi Yan was feeling wronged about, so he thought for a moment and said, "Did grandma tell you that?"

"Yeah." Qi Yan kicked the water like a child, but he was very careful not to splash water on others. "She said I was childish, simple-minded and didn't think about things."

He lowered his head very low, and Gu Nan couldn't see his entire expression even though he looked up, but hearing his voice, he sounded even more aggrieved.

Gu Nan: "What do you think?"

"..." Qi Yan was silent for a moment, and his kicking movements became lighter. "I don't admit it. She doesn't know at all..."

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence because his voice was choked with sobs, and the unfinished words were abruptly cut off in his throat.

She had no idea that he couldn't lose Gu Nan.

Qi Yan lowered his head even lower, blocking Gu Nan's gaze.

Gu Nan probably guessed that the old lady was angry with Qi Yan because she lost her composure, and the two of them had a conflict.

So I stopped talking and let him process his emotions on his own.

Cui Shao did not say anything about Qi Yan's sarcastic remarks, and the atmosphere in the pool became a little stagnant again.

"Are you cold?" Junyi asked.

Gu Nan shook his head, grabbed the wooden spade floating on the water with his right hand and poured water on himself.

Except for the left hand tied with the fastener, which must be placed on the shore, the rest of the body is warmed by the hot spring, which has the same effect as pure spiritual power.

Apart from feeling a little dizzy and dehydrated after soaking for a long time, there are almost no disadvantages.

Gu Nan picked up two cherry tomatoes from the fruit plate and put them in his mouth. He bit them lightly with his teeth, and the cool juice burst in his mouth, which was very thirst-quenching for his body that was hot from soaking in the water.

It's just too bland, I can't taste anything even if I eat a few.

Gu Nan ate another piece of watermelon. It was crispy but not sweet.

Gu Nan didn't give up and ate the second piece, but still nothing.

Just as he was about to complain about the poor selection of fruit by the fruit purchasing staff in this villa, Lin Jingzhe suddenly said, "The fruit here is very sweet. No wonder my sister likes it."

Gu Nan froze, his mouth slightly open, subconsciously wanting to ask back: "Is it very sweet?" It's obviously so light.

But when the words came to his lips, he mumbled, "It's okay. It would be better if it could be a little sweeter."

After saying that, he picked up a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into Lin Jingchun's mouth.

Lin Jingchun doesn't like sweet things. In order to maintain her figure, she strictly controls her sugar intake, and her taste buds are more sensitive to sweetness.

The watermelon tasted so bland that it was almost tasteless to Gu Nan, but it was so sweet that Lin Jingchun frowned, "So sweet."

He even drank some mineral water to rinse his mouth, and advised Lin Jingzhe: "It's too sweet, you should eat less, otherwise your teeth will hurt again."

Lin Jingzhe's mouth was full of watermelon, and he nodded with "hmm" and "ah".

Gu Nan felt his heart sink suddenly.

The cherry tomatoes and watermelon I ate seemed to turn into weights, weighing down my stomach.

There was something wrong with her sense of taste.

The pool was steaming hot and filled with mist. Gu Nan suddenly found it difficult to breathe and grabbed Chunyi's hand, "I'm a little tired."

When Chunyi saw that Gu Nan looked unwell, she hurriedly held her hand and channeled spiritual energy into her. After her complexion improved, she put on a bathrobe for her, picked her up and carried her out of the pool.

The waiter gave Gu Nan a bath, changed her into comfortable pajamas, and took her to the bedroom in the yard to rest.

His body was still very hot, but Gu Nan was not cold at all. He gently pushed Junyi who was guarding the bed and said, "You continue to go to the bar. I will sleep for a while and have lunch with you guys."

Junyi responded but didn't move his feet.

Gu Nan knew that he was worried about him, so he stopped trying to persuade him and pulled the quilt higher over his head.

He covered it for a few seconds, felt suffocated, and opened it again, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Junyi looked at her quietly, his eyes as clear as water, as if he could easily see through the fear beneath her calmness.

When Gu Nan was stared at like this, his heart suddenly surged, and he urgently wanted to do something to suppress the surging emotions.

She sat up straight from the bed, threw back the quilt, got out of bed, put on her coat, opened the door and left the room.

The sun is shining brightly today and the temperature is high, so you won’t feel cold even if you walk outside.

Her steps were hurried, the hem of her clothes fluttered, and the zipper lock kept jumping in the air, making a clicking sound.

She walked faster and faster, even jogging, her scattered hair flying behind her head, dyed golden by the sunlight, like a trapped butterfly suddenly leaving the cage, flapping its wings and rushing into the flowers without hesitation.

Junyi followed her in fear. Gu Nan's body was getting weaker and weaker, and he stumbled as he walked along the short corridor.

During the trip, I almost tripped several times because of the slippers that didn't fit my feet, and each time I managed to grab the handrail or the wall.

Junyi didn't know where she was going. She just kept running and running, going around many corners and corridors, and finally stopped in the hall of the villa.

She stood at the door, sweating profusely, her fragile lungs rumbling with the rhythm of her breathing.

The front desk staff came over and asked Gu Nan if he needed help.

Gu Nan pointed at the piano in the hall and asked in a hoarse voice, "Can I play it?"

While soaking in the hot spring, she took a look at the villa's brochure, and one of the pictures on display was of the black Steinway placed in the lobby.

The staff nodded: "Of course."

Gu Nan walked over slowly and sat down in front of the piano.

He raised his slightly trembling right hand and placed it lightly on the piano keys.

I don’t know if it’s because I soaked in the hot spring for too long, but my entire right hand is a little red and swollen, and I can feel a slight heat and pain at my fingertips.

She first pressed a few keys casually, recalling the music she had practiced in her mind.

When she was Gu Nansheng... No, it should be when she was herself.

At that time, Lin Jingchun and Lin Jingzhe's careers were on track, and the financial pressure was reduced. She no longer had to play games day and night. After deducting living expenses from the money she earned, there was still some money left for her to try new interests and learn new skills.

She learned the piano she had always wanted to learn and danced the ballet she had always dreamed of, as if she was going back and raising her young and financially strapped self all over again.