Chapter 6 Zhuangzi's Dream (Part Six) A gathering of wealthy young men, surrounded by beautiful women…
Yunniang's angry roar rang out from behind.
Song San quickened his pace, and before the crowd could surround him, he suddenly grabbed Hua Hudie's collar and used the momentum to push him into the house behind him.
Then, he kicked the door shut with his leg.
The cacophony of voices was completely shut out, except for Gu Lianzhou, who was pressed against the door and let out a short, muffled groan.
Song San leaned against the person in front of him and, taking advantage of a moment to catch his breath, glanced at his face.
Previously, she was too far away to see clearly, but now that the two were only a fist's distance apart, she could see the youthful innocence still on the other person's face. Her hand paused, and she couldn't help but let out a soft "Eh."
The boy had fair and smooth skin with a healthy blush on his cheeks. His dark eyes stared at me uneasily, and his long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly with his movements, casting a dark shadow under his eyes.
Warm breath brushed against the back of his hand, and Song San felt a slight itch on the back of his hand, so he curled his knuckles uncomfortably.
She thought uncertainly that the person in front of her was probably only fourteen or fifteen years old.
He had grown much bigger than I had seen him before, but he hadn't fully grown up yet.
Perhaps never having seen such a fierce-looking person before, Gu Lianzhou was stunned for a long time before speaking in a trembling voice, "What...what are you doing?"
Because he had just passed the age of being a baby, the boy's voice was hoarse and deep, and it sounded like he had sand in his mouth when he spoke, which was not pleasant to the ear. Song San raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "What, you just kicked me out of the Gu family, and now you're pretending not to know me?"
She added in a deep voice, "Young Master Gu."
Upon hearing this, Gu Lianzhou blinked his dark eyes, and finally slowly shook his head.
They looked utterly innocent.
Song San choked for a moment, then reminded him, "In the third year of Tianxi, I stole your football at the Gu residence. You were so angry that you had me thrown out."
Gu Lianzhou slowly widened his eyes.
He seemed to have heard something interesting, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.
"Ah, it's you."
He did not completely forget.
Song San felt that there was still hope for him and was about to say a few more words when she suddenly saw Gu Lianzhou grab her hand and pull it down.
"Let go first, there are people watching inside." He straightened his disheveled clothes and smiled at Song San's back, "Don't just stand there, let's drink and chat."
Upon hearing this, Song San was struck dumb. She froze for a moment, then quickly turned her head and met the silent crowd behind her.
There were more than just the two of them in the large room.
Several young men of similar age to Gu Lianzhou sat at the table, surrounded by beautiful women, behaving improperly.
It was clearly a gathering of spoiled brats.
The maidservant poured wine from the wine pot, the amber-colored liquid filling the cups. This interrupted Song San, the "uninvited guest," who forgot to stop, and the wine spilled out, running everywhere.
Several pairs of eyes turned to her simultaneously, like sharp swords piercing her.
Song San felt as if he had a thorn in his back or a fishbone stuck in his throat.
She had rushed in and hadn't noticed anyone else in the room, never expecting that they would overhear their entire conversation.
This is not an ideal setting for conversation...
Looking at Gu Lianzhou again, he seemed completely unaffected, striding towards the head seat at the top.
Having no other choice, Song San had to bite the bullet and find an empty seat.
She had no idea what this person was up to. She looked around and decided to take it one step at a time.
As long as we don't lose track of the person, everything will be fine.
As soon as I sat down, someone clapped their hands, making a crisp sound.
There was a rustling sound at the door, and then the door was pushed open. Several maids carrying trays of wine, bowls, and chopsticks walked toward her with their heads down.
Song San's eyelids twitched as she caught sight of Yunniang, who had been chasing after her, among them.
"..."
They're treating her like she's blind.
Yunniang put down her bowl and plate, knelt obediently to the side, and glanced at Song San sideways.
The two stared at each other, speechless for a moment.
Gu Lianzhou raised his glass and greeted everyone: "I was held up by some things just now, let's continue."
As soon as he finished speaking, the glares that had been directed at Song San vanished, turning into gentle spring water that flowed towards the leader, Young Master Gu.
Yunniang also warmly embraced Song San, sticking to her like a piece of chewing gum, no matter how hard Song San tried to shake her off.
"My lord, I will serve you wine."
With her nails painted with red nail polish resting on the wine pot lid, Yunniang laughed heartily and poured her a cup of wine.
The murky, muddy water fell into the white jade wine cup, where a few worms rolled around, causing small ripples on the surface.
Song San glanced down at her, then had a silk handkerchief cover her eyes; the sweet fragrance wafted towards her face. Yunniang waved the handkerchief and offered her a wine cup: "Come on, open your mouth."
She watched as the worm wriggled and crawled up the cup, coming within an inch of her lips.
This is a deliberate attempt to harm her...
She raised her hand and covered Yunniang's fingers, only to find them icy cold and devoid of normal human body temperature—this was the flaw in the evil illusion, which only sought to resemble the form but lacked human warmth.
If she were to look closely, she would notice that Yunniang's porcelain-like face was completely devoid of sweat pores.
It's all just an illusion.
Song San closed his eyes and held back for a moment, then raised his eyes and smiled, "I can do it myself."
She took the wine glass, covered her face, tilted her head back, and pretended to drink it all in one gulp. When no one was watching, she poured all the wine into her sleeve.
Seeing this, Gu Lianzhou laughed heartily and joked, "I see that Yunniang likes you very much."
Song San wiped his lips and glanced over, only to see Gu Lianzhou sitting firmly in the high seat, surrounded by a circle of beautiful women.
Just as his brother said, he was a man who indulged in sensual pleasures and debauchery.
He indulged in drinking and merrymaking, unaware that fortune and misfortune are intertwined, and thus evil spirits were brought to his door.
She said, "I can't compare to Young Master Gu."
Gu Lianzhou tilted his head, his dark eyes filled with confusion: "Hmm?"
Well, how could a pampered playboy like him possibly understand the hidden meaning in her words?
Song San waved his hand, changing the subject: "Let's get down to business."
She glanced at Yunniang, who was standing to the side with her ears perked up and her eyes shining, and cleared her throat. "I met Young Master Gu once before, but unfortunately I didn't say everything I wanted to say then, which I really regret. I never expected that our reunion would turn out like this."
"Young Master Gu, you've grown up."
Whether it was her imagination or not, after hearing what she said, Gu Lianzhou's lips curled into a slight smile.
She continued, "This may sound strange. We haven't seen each other for more than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and you've grown from a child into..."
She scanned the other person again with her gaze, and said carefully, "A boy."
Gu Lianzhou nodded: "I know."
He picked up the small wine glass on the table, twirling it between his fingers and playing with it carefully, then asked, "What's so special about this?"
Song San immediately fell silent.
She began to re-evaluate Gu Lianzhou.
The young man's attention seemed to be drawn to the jade wine cup in his hand. His eyelashes were half-closed, and he looked lazy, showing no wariness towards her or his surroundings.
He said he knew everything.
What did he know?
As if hearing her thoughts, Gu Lianzhou opened his eyes and looked over, raising the corners of his lips in response to her silence: "This was just a dream I had, so it's naturally strange. But you..."
His smile grew even brighter. "You are not affected by me, and you have entered and exited my dreams time and time again."
Song San's breath hitched, and then he heard him say indifferently, "Very impolite."
Song San: "..."
Impolite?
Who are you calling impolite?
Song San's chest heaved as he smiled, suppressing his frustration.
Gu Lianzhou has already gone that far, so what's wrong with her being magnanimous and letting him have his way?
"If it's a dream, why is Young Master Gu so reluctant to wake up?" she coaxed. "It's not that he's unwilling, but perhaps he can't."
These words were spoken sincerely, but Gu Lianzhou interpreted them in a different way.
Young Master Gu put down his wine glass and shook his head: "Life is but a dream, full of endless pleasures. Why should I wake up?"
He thought he was having a pipe dream...
Song Sanluo's gaze toward Gu Lianzhou held a hint of pity, as if he were looking at a fool.
The evil spirit is intelligent and perceptive, adept at creating illusions to deceive people. The one that has entangled Gu Lianzhou is likely even more powerful, using some method to make him believe he is immersed in a dream. The mixture of truth and illusion makes it even more difficult for him to clearly separate himself from reality.
If she were to point out the flaws in the dream at this moment, given Gu Lianzhou's fragile nerves, he would probably go crazy on the spot.
Song San pursed her lips, trying to suppress her anger, and stared at Gu Lianzhou with furrowed brows, as if she wanted to scrutinize his face until it bled.
Gu Lianzhou felt uneasy under her gaze and was the first to lose his temper, shifting his gaze to the side and saying, "Please invite the musicians."
As soon as he finished speaking, another group of people pushed open the door and filed in.
The room suddenly felt much more crowded.
A moment later, the sounds of string and wind instruments and singing filled the air.
After a few rounds of drinks, Gu Lianzhou swayed as he got up and left the table, waving to his "friends" around him before walking outside.
As he passed by Song San, he smiled and said some perfunctory pleasantries like "Eat and drink well," then left her there and strolled away.
Before he could take a few steps, he suddenly felt a tightness around his waist. Looking down, he saw that his silver-inlaid jade belt had been pulled and tucked in two inches.
Song San asked unhappily, "Where are we going?"
Gu Lianzhou turned around and saw that it was still that persistent kid. He frowned and sighed, "Everyone has to go to the bathroom sometimes. Do you want to come with me?"
Song San froze, his hand gripping the belt almost loosening its hold.
After a moment, she nodded solemnly: "It would be impolite to refuse."
Having prepared himself for rejection, Gu Lianzhou's smile froze instantly, his lips tightening into a straight line.
Song San silently took a step forward, his nose twitching slightly as he sniffed Gu Lianzhou.
Finally, he looked at his eyes suspiciously.
His eyes, as clear and bright as white water, were clean and bright, with slightly upturned corners that were completely free of any redness.
Is this the reaction someone who has been drinking alcohol should have?
She couldn't help but probe, "Young Master Gu, you have quite the capacity for alcohol."
Gu Lianzhou took a step back and looked down at the side: "It's alright."
Having said that, he didn't want to talk to her anymore, turned around, opened the door, and hurriedly walked out.
Seeing this, Song San quickly followed.
Watching his retreating figure, which resembled a hasty escape, Song San's doubts deepened.
She hadn't smelled alcohol on Gu Lianzhou.
Even if it's an illusion, it should become more realistic with the enhancement of demonic power. She smelled the alcohol on the back of her hand when she woke up on the second floor of Warm Spring Pavilion, so there's no reason why Gu Lianzhou could drink for so long without smelling like alcohol at all.
He is clearly lying.
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