Lin Qingping and Gu Juncheng

Chapter 292 That Person, Please Still Be Me

It turned out to be...

Lin Qingping snatched it away.

It was her notebook!

No, to be precise, it wasn't her notebook. Someone had filled in all her lost notebooks, filling an entire notebook. And the handwriting on this notebook was all too familiar to her—it was Gu Juncheng's!

After Gu Juncheng handed her the notebook, he turned and left, and she couldn't call him back no matter what she did.

She shouted outside, "Gu Juncheng! Are you bullying the injured?"

Gu Juncheng still ignored her.

Lin Qingping flipped through the notes page by page. They even contained the content of the grotto master she interviewed in the mountains before she encountered danger on the last day. However, the notes were slightly different from her own, but roughly the same.

This can only prove one thing: Gu Juncheng went to Shanxi Province during this period, found the grotto artist, interviewed him again, and rewrote his notes.

Because only the four of them had gone to see this grotto master, and all three of their notes were destroyed in that rainstorm.

How important these research notes were to her!

She plans to write her graduation thesis in this area!

I thought all my efforts had been in vain, but unexpectedly, I was able to recover them...

She stared blankly at the notebook. "Gu Juncheng, what is it you doing?"

Why bother?

Gu Juncheng had already gone downstairs. After giving Zhiyuan a few instructions, he prepared to sleep at his sister's house, but Zhiyuan followed him out, saying, "Dad Gu..."

Gu Juncheng patted his head and said, "Spend some time with your mother."

“I know, Dad Gu…” Zhiyuan said softly, “Do you know how to burn incense at a temple?”

"Burning incense?" Gu Juncheng squatted down, staring intently into Zhiyuan's eyes. "What do you mean?"

Zhiyuan frowned slightly. "I think I should go burn incense and pray for my mother's safety."

"You believe in this?" Gu Juncheng found it a bit unbelievable. How could Zhiyuan, who was so young, know about these things? "This is feudal superstition."

“But it worked!” Zhiyuan said. “Last time you were injured, it was very dangerous. My mother knew about it a long time ago. She must have told the Bodhisattva when she was burning incense. Then she prayed for your safety, and you came home safe and sound, didn’t you? Although you were injured, you were fine in the end!”

Gu Juncheng's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze sharp as lightning. "What did you say? What did your mother know all along?"

Zhiyuan pulled him into the house, all the way to the calendar, and flipped it back over.

At that time, the most fashionable calendars featured pictures of beautiful women, with one movie star for each of the twelve months. If Lin Qingping were here, she could even show off: several of the female stars on these calendars were wearing clothes designed by her.

But at this moment, Zhiyuan only remembered the calendar he had marked.

He found the document and pointed to the date circled in black. "Look, my mom circled it here a long time ago. I didn't know what it meant before, and my mom wouldn't tell me. Later, I found out that you came out of that intensive care unit on this day. You see, my mom knew all along."

Gu Juncheng stared intently at the date drawn with a black circle, his pupils dilating instantly.

“Dad Gu…” Zhiyuan felt that his expression was a little scary, so he gently nudged him.

Gu Juncheng calmed down, took a deep breath, and patted Zhiyuan's head. "Zhiyuan, this day..."

Ah……

He smiled bitterly.

"What's wrong with this date?" Zhiyuan asked in surprise.

Gu Juncheng patted him on the shoulder. "When your mother drew this date, it wasn't because she knew I would be coming out of the ICU that day."

"what is that?"

“It’s… a secret between me and your mother.” Gu Juncheng looked at him. “Can we have secrets?”

Zhiyuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Of course, everyone can have their own secrets."

Gu Juncheng nodded heavily. "You mean, your mother burned incense for me before this day to pray for peace?"

“Yeah! On New Year’s Eve, my mom was planning to go in the middle of the night to be the first to offer incense for you, but then the army came… So, shall we go too? To pray for my mom’s safety.”

"Okay." Gu Juncheng stood up. "You do your homework first, and we'll go another day."

Zhiyuan watched his slow, retreating figure as he left home with heavy steps.

That was a completely unfamiliar father to him; he had never seen his father like this before…

The next morning.

As soon as the temple opened its doors, a man dressed in plain black walked in, having been waiting outside for an unknown amount of time.

He offered three sticks of incense, silently praying: "Gods of the Three Realms, I don't know whether I should believe. Standing here today, I am merely an ordinary person, a husband, praying that you will not sacrifice my life for hers. If one of us is destined to leave this world early, please let it still be me. May she live a life free, unrestrained, and happy."

Lin Qingping is going to the hospital for a follow-up visit today to see if the cast can be removed.

She was a little anxious and got up early in the morning. After lying in bed for several weeks, she was practically moldy from lying there!

Gu Youlian naturally knew that her cast was being removed today, so she came early to help her wash up, but she was very annoyed with her brother's lack of ambition.

To be honest, Gu Youlian didn't necessarily want her brother and Lin Qingping to reconcile. If the two of them really couldn't be together, she would never help Gu Juncheng just because he was her brother.

However, since the two have recently shown signs of rekindling their relationship, she hopes her brother will show some sincerity.

And what happened? At such a crucial moment when the bottle was to have its plaster removed, he disappeared early in the morning!

Then she, as the older sister, will have to go with me! We'll take a taxi then.

Gu Youlian had everything planned out, but as soon as she opened the door, someone jumped in—Liang Jiaqi.

Liang Jiaqi smiled broadly, "Sister Lian, Sister Pingzi, shall I take you to the hospital?"

There was a car parked outside.

"Where did you get this car?" Gu Youlian looked at it and thought, "Good heavens, my brother deserves it!"

Liang Jiaqi grinned, "I rented it! Get in the car!"

Gu Youlian would never sympathize with her younger brother. She would do anything that was good for Pingzi, and she would be happy to make sure that Pingzi, who was injured, didn't have to squeeze onto the bus to go to the hospital!

So, without hesitation, Gu Youlian helped Lin Qingping into the car Liang Jiaqi had rented. Only after getting in did she realize that Liang Jiaqi had also rented a driver.

"You're so clever!" Gu Youlian praised.

Liang Jiaqi smiled and said, "Sister Lian, I heard you say that Sister Pingzi had her cast removed today. I was thinking that having a car would be more convenient so that she wouldn't bump into anything again."

“That makes sense!” Gu Youlian exclaimed.

However, just as they were getting into the car, Gu Juncheng turned around at the intersection and watched as his sister helped Lin Qingping. Liang Jiaqi used her arm to create a circle around Lin Qingping to prevent passersby from bumping into her. Her thoughtfulness and the tension in her eyes were obvious to everyone.