Chapter 388 I Want to Leave
Fortunately, the last people to enter were Junyi and others.
Everyone was covered in gunpowder, but no one was injured. It seemed that they were all good marksmen.
Needless to say, Qi Yan was specially trained as an inspector, and the gun had almost become a part of his body.
Cui Shao came from a prominent family and had received shooting training earlier than Qi Yan, so it was understandable that he had good accuracy.
As for Lin Jingzhe, maybe he developed his accuracy through playing competitive games, which is why he is so comfortable with guns and has amazing shooting skills?
What surprised Gu Nan the most was Chunyi. He wore a long robe with a leather belt, and there was something absurd about the belt.
With Chunyi's skills, it would be a good idea for him to change his career from being a monk to being a secret agent. He will definitely make a lot of money and have many customers.
Gu Nan was amused by his own association again.
As I laughed, I felt myself becoming nervous and thinking about all kinds of random things.
"I'll go heat up the dishes so we can have the New Year's Eve dinner," said Lin Jingchun.
Today is New Year's Eve, and Lin Jingchun has already prepared a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner, just waiting for Gu Nan to wake up and eat together.
Of course, Gu Nan couldn't eat the New Year's Eve dinner, so he could only sit at the table and act as the protagonist of the meal.
If nothing unexpected happens, this will be Gu Nan's last New Year.
Cui Shao's villa was very large, and the dining table in the restaurant was also a large round table that could seat twelve people. Six people were only halfway seated, and the food got cold on the turntable, so they probably didn't eat enough.
The small dining table is too small and there are too many dishes. There is not enough space for bowls, chopsticks and cups after putting the dishes down.
In the end, they decided to saw off the legs of the small table and put it together with the coffee table in the living room to form a large table, so the six of them could sit on the carpet to eat.
The occasion was special, so they didn't drink any alcohol, and the glasses were filled with orange juice and milk.
Lin Jingchun took everyone's taste into consideration when cooking. Most of the representative dishes of sour, spicy, salty and sweet flavors can be found on the table. There are also several vegetarian dishes made with meat, which are placed specially in front of Junyi.
Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Gu Nan couldn't help but miss the happy days when Lin Jingchun cooked for her every day.
But it was just nostalgia, not an appetite. She now vomited even when she drank water, her sense of taste was gone, and her sense of smell wasn't as sharp as it used to be. Even the most delicious food in front of her tasted a little bland.
Gu Nan watched them eat quietly, and from time to time he would use his gauze-wrapped hands to pick up a few chopsticks of food and put them into their bowls, like a silent and clumsy adult.
Gu Nan was once again amused by his own association.
She was the youngest among those present. The oldest, Junyi, was more than two hundred years older than her. Yet, she actually felt that she was an adult of a different generation than them.
What a strange way of thinking.
Her smile was inexplicable and abrupt. The five people stopped and looked over.
But Gu Nan seemed not to notice their gazes. He still held the chopsticks, staring at the dish in front of him with empty eyes, and the smile on his face revealed a strange and foolish look.
Lin Jingchun stared at Gu Nan blankly. In an instant, a light bulb went off in his head, and he seemed to understand something. The chopsticks in his hand slowly slipped from his fingers and fell onto the table.
The slight collision sound attracted the attention of others, but Lin Jingchun's eyes were as dull as Gu Nan's, and his mind had already flown away.
Lin Jingzhe held Lin Jingchun's hand tightly, "Brother?"
The force was a bit too strong and Lin Jingchun felt pain. When he came to his senses, he did not hold the bowl steadily.
With a loud bang, the bowl hit the edge of the table and rolled down, spilling all over the carpet and clothes.
Lin Jingzhe took out a tissue and cleaned it up for him. Lin Jingchun lowered his head and was stunned for two seconds before he slowly picked up the paper to wipe the oil stain.
"What's wrong?" Gu Nan was startled by the sound of collision and looked at Lin Jingchun in surprise. "Are you not burned?"
"No." Seeing that Lin Jingchun was not in a good state, Lin Jingzhe answered for him: "It's just that the food was spilled, and the carpet and clothes are dirty. You guys continue eating, I will take care of it."
Cui Shao: "Don't rush to clean up. Just change the carpet after dinner."
Lin Jingchun stood up and walked upstairs, "I'm going to change my clothes."
Gu Nan also felt that something was wrong with Lin Jingchun's condition. She followed him upstairs, and only turned her attention back to the dinner table after the door closed. "What just happened?"
"My hand slipped. What were you laughing at just now, sister?" Lin Jingzhe asked back.
Gu Nan subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth, as if wondering why he was laughing again. In the end, he just scratched his face lightly with his gauze-wrapped hand and said, "I thought of something funny."
"What is it?" Lin Jingzhe suddenly became curious and continued to ask.
Gu Nan laughed, "Why, are you torturing me?"
Lin Jingzhe's tone softened, "No, I'm just a little curious about what could make my sister so happy."
It was originally just a very ordinary matter, but Lin Jingzhe's persistent questioning made the atmosphere a little strange.
Gu Nan muttered "kid", and the topic ended in a stagnant manner.
Soon, Lin Jingchun changed his clothes and went downstairs. He was in normal condition, as if the previous abnormality was just an illusion.
After dinner, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.
Gu Nan couldn't sit still anymore, so she asked Chunyi to take her upstairs to rest, and called Lin Jingzhe to go with her when she left.
Everyone knew that Gu Nan had something to say to Lin Jingzhe, so they tactfully chose not to follow in. Chunyi tucked the quilt for Gu Nan, closed the door, and left.
The last time he and Gu Nan were in the same room was ten years ago. When Gu Nan suddenly called him, Lin Jingzhe felt a little reserved and a little frightened. "What do you want to tell me, sister?"
Gu Nan was not in a good mood and said straight to the point, "After I leave, please pay more attention to Jingchun."
Lin Jingzhe froze, "What do you mean, sister?"
Gu Nan hesitated for a moment, "I can't explain it, I just feel that we should pay more attention to him."
"Why?" Lin Jingzhe asked, as if he was always asking questions tonight.
Gu Nan was briefly confused by Lin Jingzhe's question, but she didn't dwell on it. She just said, "I don't know either. Maybe it's my sixth sense."
Gu Nan found it hard to describe the shock she felt the last time she was at Gu's house, when Lin Jingchun's eyes were filled with tears, and there were thousands of words in her eyes that she couldn't express.
At that time, she simply thought that her death had left a shadow on him. Although the shadow was terrible, it would always fade away with time.
Lin Jingchun's behavior has always been normal, and Gu Nan shouldn't have such inexplicable worries, but tonight she suddenly realized that the shadow might be very dangerous to Lin Jingchun.
Especially after she died.
Although Junyi said that he would not let her die and would keep her soul to help her practice the ghost way, Gu Nan was not so optimistic.
An intuition told her that as a lonely soul in another world, she might not be able to successfully become a ghost in this world.
Once dead, you are dead.
Lin Jingzhe stared at Gu Nan for a long time, and saw her lose her focus again without realizing it, with pain in his eyes.
He knew what Gu Nan meant.
Gu Nan felt that Lin Jingchun was sick.
Not physically, but psychologically.
The last person who spoke to him like this was Yi Pingbo, Lin Jingchun's assistant.
Yi Pingbo had suggested to Lin Jingchun that he seek psychological counseling ten years ago, but Lin Jingchun refused. Later, Yi Pingbo approached him and asked him to persuade Lin Jingchun.
He had observed Lin Jingchun for a long time. Lin Jingchun had indeed changed. His already dull personality had become even more silent, and he would stare blankly for long periods of time, like a clumsy, rusty old machine, always a beat behind in his reactions.
He realized that Yi Pingbo was right, but he couldn't persuade him. In addition, Lin Jingchun was too busy and flew all over the world, so the matter dragged on and on and ended up in nothing.
Unexpectedly, ten years later, the illness recurred and Gu Nan noticed it.
But she didn't realize that she seemed to be sick too.
Only sick people have such keen but ignorant intuition about their own kind.
When Gu Nan came to his senses, Lin Jingzhe had already left.
Junyi lay beside her, tirelessly supplying her with spiritual energy.
He had been guarding her without sleep these days, and his spiritual power had been depleted too much. He looked tired and didn't look much better than when he killed the source of the disaster.
Gu Nan struggled.
Junyi didn't dare to use force, and Gu Nan easily pulled his hand away, "Don't lose your spiritual power to me, save it for tomorrow."
Junyi was a little slow to react, and looked at her with his deep phoenix eyes in confusion.
Gu Nan leaned into his warm embrace, avoided his gaze, and said sullenly, "I want to leave."
The new year is over and it's time for her to go.
If she doesn't leave now, someone will be injured or killed because of her sooner or later.
Chun was stunned for a moment, then realized that Gu Nan was seeking death.
She seemed to be back to more than two hundred years ago, when she was also so determined to die.
"...Can I go home now?" Junyi asked after a long moment.
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