Chapter 1202: This World Is Fake
Chapter 1202: Chapter 1202: This World Is Fake
That night, just as expected, Qiu Qianghai sent over everything Gu Jin had asked for.
For once, An Mingji actually fell into a deep sleep that night.
It had been a very, very long time since he’d slept so soundly.
After midnight.
An Mingji was woken up by hunger. He opened his dazed eyes and saw a clean, unfamiliar room.
A faint, tempting smell of food drifted through the air.
He struggled to sit up in bed. His clean but thin little face went taut, showing an extremely impatient expression.
All the strange things that had happened yesterday quickly flooded back into his mind.
None of it felt real, as if he’d had a dream.
Yet after waking, he was still wrapped in this gentle haven.
"Knock knock..."
The sound of knocking came from the door.
An Mingji raised his head and followed the sound toward the doorway.
Gu Jin was holding a bowl in her hands, her gaze soft as she looked at him.
"You’re awake. Are you hungry? I made a bowl of noodles."
Gu Jin carried the noodles over to An Mingji.
As she approached, the alluring aroma of the noodles washed over An Mingji’s nose.
He couldn’t help but swallow, his eyes fixed unwaveringly on the bowl in her hand.
Gu Jin sat down by the bed and stirred the noodles in the bowl with her chopsticks, flipping up a fried egg from the bottom.
She didn’t hand the bowl to An Mingji. Instead, she picked up some noodles and brought them straight to his lips.
"Try it. I haven’t cooked in a long time, I don’t know if I’ve gotten rusty."
An Mingji pressed his lips together, staring at the noodles in front of him. In the end he couldn’t resist and slowly opened his mouth.
The noodles were boiled very soft, and the fried egg was wonderfully fragrant.
It had been a long time since An Mingji had eaten such a hot meal. He even finished all the soup in the bowl.
From beginning to end, a faint smile rested on Gu Jin’s lips.
She did feel sorry for An Mingji, but she could already keep her emotions in check.
Now that she was here, no one would even think about bullying her little An.
She would give him the best of everything, would make him into a normal boy who could jump and run.
When An Mingji finished the noodles, Gu Jin set the empty bowl on the nightstand and lifted the quilt covering his lower body.
That twisted, unsightly leg was exposed clearly.
When An Mingji reached out, wanting to pull the quilt back over his leg, Gu Jin stopped him. "Little An, do you want your leg to recover? I can make you just like everyone else, able to jump and run, but you’ll have to endure some pain."
What she said was really beyond belief.
Even though An Mingji was young, he knew very well that his leg was completely ruined, that there was no hope for it in this lifetime.
Then one day, someone suddenly tells you, I can cure your leg.
It was far too strange, yet it made people indulge in unrealistic fantasies.
What if it was true—if it really could be healed, wouldn’t he never have to beg again?
An Mingji’s obsessive gaze locked tightly onto Gu Jin.
He didn’t speak, but the longing in his eyes was obvious.
Gu Jin reached out and stroked his head. "If you’re not sleepy, we can start right now, okay?"
An Mingji slowly nodded.
He felt that all of this was pure fantasy, yet he couldn’t help but look forward to it in his heart.
Gu Jin stood up and left the room to get things ready.
In the empty living room, she slipped into the space.
Duoduo caught her scent and ran toward her happily.
Gu Jin raised a hand to stop Duoduo from pouncing on her, then lifted her eyes to look at An Mingji in the stream.
It was precisely because she saw that, in the space, An Mingji was missing one soul and Seven Spirits that Gu Jin began to suspect that the world she was in might be false, not the real world.
As for why she appeared here, it had to be closely related to that one soul and Seven Spirits.