northernbook Chapter 408 - 401: The Brave Child
Chapter 408 - 401: The Brave Child
Chapter 408: Chapter 401: The Brave Child
The ones set to leave could never be kept, and the ones determined to live always survive.
From that moment onwards, she would see a man standing on the rooftop every day. He was getting thinner, his face increasingly pale. At one point, she even wondered if he would jump.
She would always stand behind him with worry, but this man never gave up on his life.
Perhaps he had nothing left to live for, or perhaps he was at a dead-end. But he never contemplated ending his life in such a manner as he was none other than Gu Ning.
One day, her blood dripped onto the hospital bed. She understood she was close to the end, though she was not sure if it were truly the end. Now it became clear to her why Gu Ning had never jumped – he didn’t want to die. There were still many things he had not accomplished, and many people he couldn’t abandon.
However, it seemed like she wasn’t granted such a chance by fate. As her consciousness gradually faded, she vaguely felt a warm hand placed on her forehead.
“May you be treated gently by the world in your next life...”
Suddenly, she opened her eyes wide, sitting up abruptly. Her forehead was covered with cold sweat, dampening her clothes.
She grabbed her phone from the bedside table. The cold glow illuminated her face, adding a little bitter aftertaste.@@@@
It was five in the morning, one hour before she had to wake up.
She lay down again, trying to squeeze in more sleep, but restlessness kept her awake.
The Tang brothers were now distinguished figures in Qing’an.
Naturally, everyone wanted their children to spend time with Chengcheng, hoping they could catch a bit of his luck. Not that it would bring them much fortune, but at the very least, they hoped for good health.
“Chengcheng, look!”
A friend pointed towards something, beckoning Chengcheng over.
Chengcheng waddled over with his tiny chubby legs resembling a cute, plump penguin.
“It looks the same as the one at your place,” the friend pointed cheerfully at the object.
“Yep, it’s just like ours,” Chengcheng crouched down happily. The children surrounded a red and blue snake that had rolled up in front of them. The color of its body appeared luminescent, quite appealing at first glance. However, given a second look at the snake’s cold, vertical pupils, one’s scalp would tingle with eerie discomfort.
“Chengcheng, you have a lot of them at home.”
A friend poked Chengcheng’s rosy arm, “You should catch it and put it in a jar.”
“My sister doesn’t allow me to touch them,” Chengcheng bit his little finger, feeling conflicted. “My sister has said it will bite people.”
“Your sister is not here. She will not find out.”
The friends egged him on. Chengcheng was left biting his finger. Perhaps he could catch it and give it to his sister. She would be thrilled. He stood up and slowly advanced to capture the snake...