Once Wu An's figure disappeared into the night, Gu Anran turned around with a hint of helplessness and saw her grandmother looking at her with a smile.
Gu Anran felt a little embarrassed and said, "Grandma, let's go back."
The old lady said, "This child has good legs and feet; he runs really fast."
"I was originally planning to invite him in for a cup of tea."
"What did he say his name was again?"
"Wu An, Wu with mouth and sky, An for safety."
"This name... it sounds a bit ominous."
"Grandma, you can't say things like that. He's about to go out to sea to fish."
"Hey, so you're protecting her already?"
"Grandma~"
"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." The old lady said she wouldn't say anymore, but she still kept subtly probing for details about Wu An.
Upon learning that Wu An had also bought a fishing boat, he couldn't help but frown: "At such a young age, he's already planning to become a fisherman?"
What happened to the fishermen?
"It's nothing serious."
The old lady didn't look down on fishermen; she just knew her family's circumstances.
However, parents plan far ahead for their children. Gu Anran no longer has parents, so as her grandmother, she naturally has to consider her granddaughter's future.
The old lady worried that after she passed away, ordinary families wouldn't be able to protect Gu Anran.
Back inside, the old lady sat down and looked at the two gifts: "So they came prepared?"
"If I hadn't gone to bed, were you planning to come in for tea?"
"Trying to sneak into someone's home before even having a proper meeting is not the behavior of a good person."
Gu Anran quickly shook her head: "No, that's not it."
"He knows what he's doing."
The old lady snorted coldly: "Then this gift..."
Gu Anran laughed and said, "He said that just in case we run into each other, it wouldn't look good if he wasn't carrying anything."
"I didn't expect him to be right. You wait for me at the door."
The old lady suddenly realized, thinking about Wu An's performance just now, and said, "He is quite clever."
"OK."
"I'll accept this gift."
Gu Anran's big eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled, which showed that her grandmother had begun to approve of Wu An.
After washing up.
After washing up and changing into a comfortable nightgown, Gu Anran went into the bedroom and saw that the old lady was still awake. She couldn't help but ask curiously, "Grandma, why aren't you asleep yet?"
The old lady said, "Your phone has been ringing the whole time."
"I forgot to mute it." Gu Anran quickly walked over, picked up her phone, and saw a message from Wu An saying that she had arrived home safely and asked if she was asleep. A smile appeared on her face.
She replied, "Not yet."
As she spoke, she took out a notebook from the bedside table. It wasn't for writing a diary, but rather for recording things she felt were worth noting.
For example, today.
Having dinner and drinks with Wu An, Wu An met his grandmother for the first time.
Wu An quickly replied: "What are you doing?"
Gu Anran: "I'm going to start writing something."
Wu An, who was also lying on the bed, was stunned. In this day and age, there are still people who keep diaries?
Who keeps a diary if they're a decent person?
Gu Anran seemed to have guessed his thoughts and added, "It's not about writing a diary."
"I like to record things."
"For example, today is worth commemorating."
The old lady looked at the notebook with a complicated expression, sighed, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.
She knew, of course, that Gu Anran wasn't writing in her diary.
This habit was something Gu Anran only developed after her parents passed away unexpectedly.
Gu Anran opened the notebook and flipped through the pages one by one. Most of the contents of the notebook were related to the old lady, and the name that appeared most often on the latest few pages was Wu An.
She picked up the ballpoint pen, nudged it with her chin, and the pen tip landed on the paper: "August 5th, the first time I ate and drank with a boy, the first time Wu An met his grandmother."
She looked at the notebook, her gaze falling on the word "boy," her eyes gleaming with consideration. She poked her dimple with the tip of her pen, crossed out the word "boy," and wrote "Wu An" instead. Then she crossed out the word "Wu An" again and wrote "he."
so.
In a single sentence, it became "the first time I ate and drank with Wu An, and the first time I met my grandmother."
She doesn't have OCD, but reading it this way feels much more comfortable.
He closed the notebook, turned his head and saw that the old lady was already making faint cries. He turned over and lay face down on the bed, chatting with Wu An on his phone. Feeling uncomfortable, he put a pillow under his chest.
The bed wasn't big, so she lay across it, her calves and feet dangling in the air. She would lift them up and then put them down again, crossing her legs and making various other movements.
Clearly, she was in a good mood today.
On the other side.
Wu An was completely charmed.
She's so good at it!
Who can stand it when a girl tells you that having dinner with you today is a memorable experience?
The key point is that this girl wasn't just talking casually; she was serious!
After understanding why Gu Anran had this habit, Wu An felt even more empathetic.
In his previous life, upon suddenly learning of his father's death, he felt regret, guilt, and even more resentment for his youthful ignorance, which led him to miss out on so much.
The departure of a loved one is not a sudden downpour, but a dampness that lingers for a lifetime after a downpour.
Even after experiencing countless trials and tribulations and becoming indifferent to everything, a casual glance back or a familiar corner can still bring tears to one's eyes.
fortunately.
He was given a second chance at life, which allowed him to avoid repeating many of the regrets from his previous life.
He wanted to change not only himself, but also Gu Anran's future.
Actually, things have changed.
Last time, they were just two parallel lines that never intersected, but now they are about to get married.
The night grew deeper.
I don't know how long we chatted, but it was a very long time before we said goodnight to each other.
We can't talk enough.
We couldn't talk enough.
If we were to meet alone, we wouldn't be able to talk as much.
In a private space for two, how could you just chat and do nothing else?
...
The next morning.
My sister-in-law knocked on the door.
Wu An opened the door with a yawn. His sister-in-law walked into the house carrying a food box and looked suspiciously into the next room.
Wu An said, "There's no one inside."
Mei Yueqin looked at his dark circles and asked, "Did you go thief last night?"
"Look at those huge dark circles under your eyes, I'd think you'd been beaten up."
Wu An washed up.
Hearing his sister-in-law's words, he couldn't help but chuckle bitterly. He really had been beaten, but only in his dream.
He was still beaten by Gu Anran.
What happened?
Gu Anran asked him when they first held hands, when they first kissed, and when they first slept together.
There are also dating anniversaries, wedding anniversaries, and so on.
Who remembers that?
He'd be lucky to remember one or two; he couldn't answer any of them.
One question a day, and if he can't answer it, Gu Anran will beat him for the whole day.
Even in his dreams, he had no idea how many days he had been beaten.
He didn't realize there was anything wrong with it while he was dreaming about it. In fact, he felt quite guilty for not remembering any of them. He felt he had let Gu Anran down.
When he woke up, he remembered everything in his dream clearly, and he was so angry that he couldn't help but punch the wall.
No wonder he can't answer that!
All of the things Gu Anran asked about haven't even happened yet!
As the saying goes, what you think about during the day, you dream about at night. He probably had this dream because he knew that Gu Anran had a habit of keeping records.
In the future, the things he dreams of may actually come true.
He sat down, picked up the big steamed bun his sister-in-law had made, took a big bite, and sighed inwardly.
This is too much!
This is a high-level game!
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