Chapter 402: Junyi, it’s better if you hug me in a fake way

Gu Nan opened her eyes slightly and saw Chunyi bending over and looking at her.

He rested one hand on the desk and touched her forehead with the other. Then, as if remembering that she was a ghost and wouldn't catch a cold, he withdrew his hand and asked in a low voice, "Are you tired?"

Gu Nan looked at him blankly.

Those were a pair of familiar phoenix eyes, slightly pointed inside and tilted at the ends. Thin eyelids suppressed the clear light, giving off a majestic and compassionate look. "Chun Yi?"

"Yeah." Chunyi responded and leaned over to pick up Gu Nan.

His arms were strong, and he could hold someone up without swaying. His chest was broad, and it was safe to lean on it, but it was as hot as a stove, which was exactly what she wanted.

He put Gu Nan on the bed, and his shoulder bumped against the red silk flowers hanging on the bed.

Gu Nan's gaze followed and he found that it was a bunk bed made by Chun Yi. This was the house they built in Shishan Village.

She leaned over to take a look. There were several written letters casually placed in the corner of the desk. Under the paperweight in the middle was a half-written letter with dried ink.

On the windowsill not far away stood a round-bellied vase containing a bunch of lavender chrysanthemums. Water droplets hung on the branches and leaves, and it seemed that they were newly replaced.

Everything is so familiar, yet so strange.

"Are you dreaming?" Junyi said.

Gu Nan looked back at him and nodded tentatively.

Junyi also looked at Gu Nan, a soft glimmer seemed to flow in his dark pupils. He sat a little closer to Gu Nan and asked softly, "Are you unhappy?"

Gu Nan didn't answer but asked: "Are you happy?"

Junyi was silent for two seconds, then slowly leaned over, resting his head on Gu Nan's knees and rubbing them gently.

He looked up at Gu Nan above him, his eyes focused and clear as a refined flower. He did not directly answer Gu Nan's question, but said, "Don't be unhappy."

Like a proud cat, although it can't say any nice words through its meow, its body honestly acts as a soothing agent.

He rarely showed such a gentle and vulnerable attitude to Gu Nan outside of the bed. Gu Nan was bewitched by him, and his high defenses melted little by little. "I don't know how to be happy."

Junyi thought for a moment and said, "Eat whatever you want to eat, play whatever you want to play, and do whatever you want to do."

A pure-hearted monk talked about having fun, and after thinking about it, only these two dry words came out. Gu Nan's expression softened, as if testing, as if embarrassed, "I can't move."

Junyi thought for a longer time, and after a long while he finally said, "Is anyone giving you trouble?"

"Not really, but I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Gu Nan thought silently, of course he was afraid of becoming a fish on the chopping board again, afraid of walking on the road to death again.

Gu Nan knew that her hostility towards Yi Jingrong was a bit rash, but she couldn't control it.

Because she is no longer the ambitious young college graduate, she is the awakened person who jumped off a cliff on New Year's Day but came back to life.

At this moment when anyone can look down on her, she has to be cautious and think twice before acting.

"Don't be afraid." Chunyi held Gu Nan's hand. His palm was broad, and the calluses on his fingertips were hard, full of reassuring strength. "You are someone who dares to fight for your life against the heavens."

She is a person who dares to fight against the sky.

Gu Nan's eyes were slightly red, and he opened his arms, "Hold me."

Junyi propped himself up and hugged Gu Nan tightly with his long and strong arms.

Gu Nanhui hugged him, resting her chin on his shoulder. When she tilted her head slightly, she could smell the cool sandalwood scent on his neck. "Chun Yi."

"I am here."

Gu Nan hugged him tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Gu Nan opened his eyes and saw a white light. In the light, the cabin disappeared, leaving only the dazzling ceiling in the ward and the bent-over Gu Wangnan.

Gu Wangnan gently patted her shoulder through the quilt, his soothing voice so gentle that it made her cry, "Don't be afraid, mom is here."

Gu Nan blinked hard, "I dreamed of Junyi."

Gu Wangnan didn't ask who Chunyi was, but just responded softly.

Gu Nan pulled the corners of his mouth, neither crying nor laughing, looking a little funny, "I actually dreamed about Junyi."

He is a man like a mountain, upright and dignified, neither arrogant nor boastful. Just by sitting quietly, he is full of strength.

But he is fake.

He was just a string of data written to her by the system.

For a moment, she wished he was real, just living in another distant space.

But she also knew that it would be better if he was fake. A fake person would not feel pain or sadness, and no one could hurt him.

It would be better if they were all fake.

*

Gu Nan's rehabilitation training went on as planned. She did not look for Yi Jingrong, and Yi Jingrong did not take the initiative to look for her again, as if he did not value her experience as much as he appeared.

In the third month after waking up, Gu Nan was able to stand up with the help of a walker.

Although she can't walk yet, the doctor said her recovery is progressing quickly and she can be ready to go home if the test results are normal.

In the fourth month, Gu Nan was able to stand for long periods of time and walk slowly with a walker, so he asked to go home and the doctor agreed.

The day before leaving, Gu Nan contacted Yi Jingrong.

Yi Jingrong decided to hold the meeting in the lounge next to the psychological counseling room because the sofas there were softer.

Gu Nan didn't care about these details and told Yi Jingrong what she wanted to know.

However, Yi Jingrong was particularly interested in her emotional experience and asked many details.

Gu Nan didn't want to have a deep conversation with her, but Yi Jingrong was very persistent and squeezed out a lot of the information he wanted from her like squeezing toothpaste.

The conversation lasted for a long time. When it ended, Yi Jingrong had written a document of several thousand words. She showed the document to Gu Nan and asked him if he remembered it correctly.

Gu Nan scanned the document quickly and was attracted by the last paragraph.

That was the conclusion Yi Jingrong wrote based on her description.

Lin Jingchun, Qi Yan, and Chunyi have similar numerologies. They appear at the age of 19, with birthdays on the first day of the twelfth lunar month. They have a weak bond with their parents but a strong bond with their brothers (? ), and have a tendency to get lost/self-destruct.

Gu Nan looked at this text and suddenly felt a strange feeling that he couldn't explain. He couldn't help but ask, "What does this mean?"

"I just think they are a little too similar." Yi Jingrong said.

"Just that?"

Yi Jingrong thought for a moment, "You know, current artificial intelligence is far from true intelligence and relies heavily on input. Therefore, it's highly unlikely that it could create such a logically sophisticated character that would fit so perfectly into your world."

Gu Nan's heart skipped a beat, her throat tightened. She stared at Yi Jingrong, "What do you mean?"

Yi Jingrong noticed Gu Nan's strange expression and realized that Gu Nan had misinterpreted his thoughts. He quickly said, "At the beginning of the project, we fed the system a large number of text packages. Your background setting is that you are traveling through the cyber future. This is evident. The prototypes of these people are most likely characters in the story, which are what you often call paper people."

"I wrote them down simply because I thought their images were very well-rounded, so I wanted to find prototypes for other patients. Don't overthink it."

The last few words she uttered revealed a sense of reluctance, as if the emotional intelligence of her scientific research brain suddenly came online, carefully protecting a fragile heart.

Gu Nan's heart, which had been lifted high, suddenly fell to the ground. After extreme excitement, he became extremely calm.

She nodded and handed the computer back to Yi Jingrong, "I know."