An Mingji knew that Gu Jin was at the door, he could see Gu Jin standing there through the crack of the door.
He stared at the shadow at the door, his eyes showed a monopolistic, eerie and domineering light.
Even though he knew that Gu Jin was outside the door, he still did it.
He clearly let Gu Jin know the darkness in his heart and his monopoly on her.
He just let her know that she had nowhere to escape.
An Mingji's face contorted for a moment, and his expression became painful and indulgent.
European-style solid wood bed, cherry blossom silk brocade quilt, An Mingji's scarred legs were not covered, just revealed.
There was an ambiguous stain on the quilt, a water stain that could hardly be ignored.
In the quiet room, unsteady breathing mixed with An Mingji's pleasant low laughter.
It's like performing the most moving tune in the world.
An Mingji stared at his hands for a few moments, then wiped them on the quilt beside him.
He got up and came to the wheelchair next to the bed, packed it up in the shortest time and went downstairs.
downstairs.
Gu Jin sat at the dining table and waited for An Mingji. She had settled down and greeted An Mingji as usual.
An Mingji, who had always been indifferent, had a lively expression this time.
No longer with a straight face, the light in the eyes is like the early morning sun shining with streamers.
The relationship between the two is neither far nor close, and there is a bit of ambiguity in getting along.
Allen, Linda, Cassie and the others clearly sensed the change in the atmosphere between them.
A day passed very peacefully.
After dinner, Gu Jin and An Mingji went upstairs together.
After Gu Jin went upstairs, she habitually walked to her room.
As soon as she took a few steps, she was stopped by An Mingji who was behind her.
Gu Jin turned his head and met An Mingji's eyes with deep meaning: "What's wrong?"
An Mingji raised the corners of his lips, and his voice was low and sweet: "I have a bottle of red wine in my room, and I want you to have a taste."
Thinking back to the discomfort that happened to them before, Gu Jin was about to refuse.
Facing the calculating light in An Mingji's eyes, which could be detected no matter how deeply it was hidden, she finally nodded.
"Okay, I'll go back to my room and take a shower, and I'll be here later."
"I'm waiting for you."
…
Gu Jin returned to the room and stepped into the space directly.
She stood in the huge space and shouted to Ling Qiong: "Ling Qiong, come out! I have something to ask you, come out!"
"Lingqiong, come out for me, I just ask you a word!"
Gu Jin shouted for a long time, and finally got a response from Ling Qiong.
"What do you want to ask?"
Ling Qiong himself did not show up, only his voice could be heard.
The hoarse voice was somewhat weak.
Gu Jin licked her lips, and she asked seriously: "I'm in contact with An Mingji from the previous life now, if I take his soul back, will he remember everything that happened?"
"Yes, he is An Mingji, An Mingji is him, they are one person."
Seemingly aware of Gu Jin's concerns, Ling Qiong explained word by word.
Gu Jin lowered his eyes slowly, and said softly, "That's good."
Lingqiong's voice sounded again: "Move faster, I'm running out of time."
Hearing that his voice was weak, Gu Jin responded and disappeared into the space.
She didn't ask Ling Qiong why she always said she didn't have time.
Now is not the time, sooner or later she will let Ling Qiong spit out everything she knows.
…
An Mingji had finished washing, he was wearing light blue satin pajamas, and came to the balcony of the bedroom.
On the table next to the wheelchair where he was sitting, there were two goblets and red wine poured into a decanter.