If you can't die, you count me as loser!

It was night, Chu Pinglan was sitting on the small sofa in the living room half asleep and half awake, her head was dazed and she didn't know where she was, but she was vaguely aware of what she was waiting for.

The sound of opening the door came to Chu Pinglan's ears, reminding him - he was waiting for Gu Qinghan to come home.

After waking up, Chu Pinglan raised his head, Gu Qinghan was wearing the gray sweater he bought, but the sweater was full of marks left by various weapons and dark blood splattered around him.

Gu Qinghan was still holding the Jiuying Sword in his hand, the thick blood on the sword had too much time to be absorbed, it dripped drop by drop on the wool carpet, but did not leave a trace.

"Where have you been?" Chu Pinglan got up from the sofa and stumbled over.

Gu Qinghan didn't answer him, just like countless times in the past, he gently pulled the corner of his lips for him, then turned and left.

Chu Pinglan chased him out, but only saw the wide open door and the bottomless darkness outside.

He had just noticed something, and before he could understand it, the surrounding scenery began to collapse in large pieces, and the broken ceiling hit him, but he felt no pain.

Vaguely realizing that this was a dream, Chu Pinglan's consciousness gradually came to life, his eyelids seemed to be heavy, and his eyelashes trembled for a while before he opened his eyes——

The chandelier on the ceiling was on, reminding him that he was still in his penthouse duplex villa, Gu Qinghan and his previous house had been taken back by the hall master long ago, after going around, he returned to being talked about A lonely hellish home under surveillance.

It seems that the past half year was just a dream.

Chu Pinglan sat up and shook his head, it was only in the dream that he didn't notice such absurd details.

He has been confined in his home for a week.A lot of the new generation of soul masters of the Chu family were dispatched to set up formations outside his house to prevent anyone from finding him.

Mrs. Xiang didn't know whether it was because of the serious damage to her vitality or something, she didn't personally supervise him, she just came to inspect him once a day, and Wan Ge was in charge of supervising the rest of the time, but it had nothing to do with him - he only cared about Gu Qinghan how's it going.

Thinking of the person in the dream just now, and looking at the already dark sky outside, Chu Pinglan's heart skipped a beat, and he stood up at will, stepped out of the living room for the first time, and walked to the door.

"Young master, Madam told me that you should not go out yet." Wan Ge said respectfully, but with an appearance that she was absolutely sure that Chu Pinglan would not be able to go out.

Chu Pinglan said, "I won't go out, I just want to know where Gu Qinghan is."

Wan Ge, who had been looking down at him for a long time, raised his head, but there were complex emotions in his eyes, which finally turned into pity, and said, "I will ask Madam for instructions when she comes."

It wasn't the first time Chu Pinglan saw this expression in her eyes—the day Yun Shen died, she brought the soul master to clean up the mess, and she had the same expression in her eyes.

This realization made him frown, his peach blossom eyes were cold, and he easily took Wan Ge's hidden communicator to check the messages she had received.

Wan Ge was stunned for a moment before realizing what he had done. She reached out to snatch it, realizing that she couldn't get the communicator back from Chu Pinglan's hand, and said, "Master, this is a second encryption inside the Chu family. Even if you get it, you won’t be able to see it, but Madam wants to argue with you if she sees it on the monitor, why bother?”

Chu Pinglan quickly decoded the screen with his long fingers, glanced at her sarcastically, and didn't even answer.

Wan Ge's face was calm, but her heart was overwhelmed. She always thought that she respected Chu Pinglan more than others. At least she believed that Chu Pinglan hadn't been incapable of resisting these years, but was just fighting passively. But she just realized at this moment Well, Chu Pinglan is not only incapable of resisting, his ability is more outstanding than any of them.

For so many years, Mrs. Xiang only used him as a mobile blood bank because of his gender and identity.Wan Ge's firm belief was shaken for the first time.

Chu Pinglan didn't bother to care about him, and now he was devoting all his attention to decoding the conversation between Wan Ge and Mrs. Xiang.

Just when he was agitated because the previously decoded conversations were all irrelevant, new news from Mrs. Xiang came in-Wan Ge hadn't contacted her for 24 hours, and she wasn't the one who would take the initiative to send messages.

Chu Pinglan glanced at the camera installed by the door, and realized that Mrs. Xiang had sent him the message, but the decoding process slowed down instead.

He knew Chu Manqing's temperament too well, if she hadn't been able to completely defeat him and saw the news of his frustration, she would not have given in like this.

Chu Pinglan saw the beginning, and his hand that was originally decoding steadily trembled slightly, but he endured it and decoded the rest of the content——

"Doesn't Gu Qinghan like to pretend to be dead? This time he is really dead. You can go to his funeral with me. Your speech was good last time. How about letting you speak this time?"

Below is Gu Qinghan's autopsy report, but Chu Pinglan didn't have the courage to slide down.

Wan Ge next to him just watched him return the communicator to her, turned around and left, she had seen that back countless times - it was the familiar, walking dead back that made her heart tremble.

In the middle of the night, Mrs. Xiang seemed to expect that Chu Pinglan would not act rashly tonight, so she did not come to inspect.Wan Ge received the belated dinner from my family and sent it to Chu Pinglan's room——

The lights in the house were not turned on, the windows were open, and the dim light outside reflected Chu Pinglan sitting beside the bed. It was obvious that the other party was a young man in his prime, but she could see a sense of desolation from his back.

It seemed that the next second he would jump off.

If she hadn't been convinced that there was a formation outside, not even the cool wind and night snow could blow in, she might really have added manpower to guard it.

Chu Pinglan didn't respond to her arrival, and continued to whisper, Wan Ge delivered the dinner to the table next to him, and only then did he hear him reciting the spell of the soul deed.

This time she didn't say anything, even the routine greeting was saved, she could clearly see the blank expression on Ping Lan's face, she was very familiar with that expression.

When she was a child, she still thought it was because he was a cold-blooded person in his bones, but later when she also lost her loved ones, she realized that the moment her loved ones left, she was too old to forget the sadness.

Chu Pinglan heard her breathing changed because her nose was sore and her eyes were wet, and she heard that she went out, and this time she also closed the door, as if to give him some space, but he just sat and didn't move.

The formation isolated the outside world, only the mottled lights penetrated the formation outside, flickering and illuminating everything in the room.

...

"Not anymore."

"After we get out, let's go and stand on our own as scattered people, shall we?"

"Ah."

...

Not so long ago they had discussed the future in this bed.

...

"Don't drown me to death, Eleven said you can't keep pouring."

"So you're thirsty and don't water it for a month?"

"Isn't this still alive?"

"That's because I watered it."

...

Gu Qinghan was not at home, Chu Pinglan didn't have the heart to take care of it, the succulents on the window sill had withered for a long time.

Chu Pinglan just felt that he couldn't breathe, so he turned on the record player habitually, and Teresa Teng's voice filled the room. It was still the halfway through the first broadcast of "I Only Care About You", but it started with a sentence he didn't want to hear——

"... How can you get a confidant in life

It's not a pity to lose the power of life

所以 我 求求 你

don't let me leave you

I can't feel anything but you

A trace of affection..."

As if being punched by an invisible hand, Chu Pinglan slowly curled up, hugging the clothes that Gu Qinghan had changed on the bed before, swiping at the cell phone that Gu Qinghan left behind in the soft singing.

The theme is cold and black, but the password is his birthday. When I open the photo album, there are photos related to him one by one, and even Gu Qinghan has preserved the expressions he usually sends to Gu Qinghan when chatting.

The heavy snow outside fell quietly, the changing lights reflected the withered succulents, the record player played the song they listened to together last time, the pillow and quilt were full of the woody smell of Gu Qinghan's body.

Mrs. Xiang's cynicism just now didn't defeat him, and she recited the soul bond mantra over and over again without responding or completely defeating him, but the traces in the room kept delaying him time and time again.

As if unable to breathe, Chu Pinglan was lying on the bed with the coat in his arms. His 1.7-meter-five tall figure curled up like a shrimp under attack. His body twitched slightly, but there were no tears in his peach eyes, just The mole of tears reflects the cold light of the screen, making people feel inexplicably sad and hopeless.

The room was quiet, only the soft female voice of the record player was looping without emotion.

"If one day

你 说 即将 要 离去

我 会 迷失 我 自己

走入 无边人 海 里

不 要 什么 诺言

只要 天天 在一起

我 不 能 只 依靠

片片 回忆活 下去

time flies by

I only care about you"