Chapter 90 Goodnight

"I……"

Luo Feiyu's voice choked with emotion, his eyes red-rimmed: "I searched for so long, I turned our entire room upside down, but I couldn't find it..."

Gu Nian'an looked at his red and swollen eyes and his self-reproachful expression.

Then look at the toy he's holding in his hands, the glue still not completely dry.

Gu Nian'an's semi-transparent figure swayed slightly, her eyes looking at the damaged model, and she smiled with relief: "It's okay, brother."

He slowly raised his hand, pointed vaguely to the damaged part of the model, and said softly, "I found that fragment..."

"What?"

Luo Feiyu suddenly looked up, staring at him in disbelief.

Gu Nian'an smiled and nodded, then turned to look at the door and said, "The piece is with Niu Niu now. Can I go get it and help me glue it back together?"

"good!"

Luo Feiyu sniffed, quickly agreed, carefully placed the model toy in his hand on the coffee table, turned and hurried away.

Gu Nian'an watched his retreating figure, then glanced at the few people still inside the room.

One was his mother, the other was his sister who was related to him by blood, and the third was his aunt who raised him.

Gu Nian'an looked at them and smiled gently, a hint of realization in her eyes: "I never thought that even though we're all dead, I'd see you all again in this way."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the house with a complex mix of emotions in his eyes.

His gaze slowly swept over this home, both familiar and strange, a place that had never truly belonged to him, yet had witnessed his entire upbringing. Countless fragments of memories surged through his mind—laughter, tears—but ultimately all dissolved into a clear, calm tranquility.

That's it...

Gu Nian'an felt her soul becoming lighter, as if all her burdens had been lifted.

"Mom, don't be sad." His voice was so gentle it almost melted the air. "I'm going to find Dad..."

"An'an..."

Qian Huifang's eyes were blurry with tears, and she was very reluctant to part: "It's all Mom's fault..."

Gu Nian'an gently shook her head upon hearing this: "I don't blame you."

"I've spent some of the dowry you left behind. You can take the rest back; I don't need it anymore."

"As for the house my father left me..."

At this point, Gu Nian'an paused, turning his head to look at his sister, Gu Nianqiu.

Looking at the face that resembled his own, yet looked even more like his father, he smiled and said, "The house can go to my sister."

"Whether she gets married or not, my sister will have her own house..."

He paused, then continued, "Please keep Aunt's room for me, sister..."

"Waaah... An'an..."

Gu Nianqiu instantly broke down in tears, feeling somewhat lost, but mostly filled with self-blame.

Why didn't she answer her brother's call immediately?

If I accept the offer, will the outcome be different?

Gu Nianqiu felt incredibly distressed just thinking about that phone call and the helpless look on her younger brother's face after he was kicked out of his home.

Gu Nian'an smiled and looked at his aunt.

That taciturn aunt, who clearly had no say in the family, yet stubbornly took him home and raised him.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes and slipped down her cheeks unintentionally.

She wasn't his mother, yet she was more like one to him than his mother...

"aunt……"

"Oh, An'an... Auntie's here,"

Gu Meihua hurriedly wiped away her tears and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie shouldn't have gone out that day..."

Gu Nian'an shook her head, raised her hand and gently stroked her face, her eyes filled with tears but she smiled and said, "It's not Aunt's fault."

"Auntie, please don't blame my brother. I miss Dad and Grandma so much..."

His voice gradually faded: "Auntie, would you bury me next to Daddy?"

"good……"

Seeing her nod tremblingly in agreement, Gu Nian'an smiled even more broadly: "Thank you, Auntie."

“I’ve made some money from online part-time jobs over the years, and I’ll leave this money to my aunt.”

"From now on...be kinder to yourself."

"good,"

Gu Meihua quickly nodded in agreement.

Gu Nian'an lowered her eyes to look at her feet, which were slowly disappearing beneath her feet, and revealed a final smile.

"An'an!"

Hearing their anxious voices, Gu Nian'an smiled and shook her head.

His gaze lingered on each of their faces, finally settling on his aunt.

Smiling, she continued, "Auntie knows where my money is. I'll trouble you to get it for me later."

His voice was so soft it was almost inaudible: "And... don't tell... uncle... I'm leaving."

His soul dissipated so quickly that there wasn't enough time to give him any more instructions.

In his final moments, he transformed into a wisp of smoke, merging into the rising smoke of incense and candles.

"That way... he won't dare hit his aunt anymore..."

Goodnight...Auntie...

The faint breath vanished into thin air in an instant. Gu Meihua hurriedly reached out to grab it, but only grasped at nothingness.

"An'an..."

She stared blankly at her empty palm, watching the rising wisps of smoke, tears silently streaming down her face.

She murmured Gu Nian'an's name helplessly.

Luo Feiyu returned with the fragments, looked at the three people with sorrowful expressions, turned his head to look around, but couldn't find Gu Nian'an. He asked in confusion, "Where's An'an?"

Gu Meihua seemed not to hear his question, lost in her own emotions.

Upon hearing this, Qian Huifang looked up at him, then silently lowered her head again.

Gu Nianqiu turned her head to look at the boy on the drawing paper, sighed, and said softly, "An'an is tired, go and rest."

Luo Feiyu followed her gaze and gave a low "hmm."

He silently walked to the coffee table, found some glue, and carefully stuck the pieces in his hand onto the coffee table.

[Ding! Mission complete.]

[Rewards being distributed...]

[During the mission, System Zhong Suisui attacked the obsessive spirit, therefore half of the host's mission reward is being deducted as a warning!]

[Remaining task rewards have been distributed.]

Zhong Wan was squatting on the stairs when a familiar, cold, mechanical voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

She subconsciously looked up at the tightly closed door.

After the sound stopped, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Is that all?"

【Yes. 】

"So the mission is complete? Are there any hidden missions?"

No notification.

Zhong Wan frowned and continued to ask, "Does that mission have a name?"

【some. 】

"What's your name?"

Goodnight, my last.

"A final goodnight?"

Zhong Wan murmured softly, then suddenly seemed to realize something.

From the initial question mark to the final goodnight,

From seeking an answer to providing a result,

Gu Nian'an's obsession, or rather, his very existence, stemmed from his past experiences, which initially filled him with doubt about the world and questioned the meaning of his own existence.

And now, he seems to have found the answer he was looking for.

As his soul dissipated, he bid a gentle farewell to the world and to his loved ones.

Finally, he ended his earthly journey filled with doubt and pain.

Goodnight, his soul's obsession has finally been freed.

And so, he bid farewell to this world so peacefully.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, gently bringing the night to a close.

"good evening."

Zhong Wan looked at the doorway and murmured softly, but a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.