Chapter 170: If You're Going to Play, Play the High-End Game

When Wu An's figure disappeared into the night, Gu Anran turned around somewhat helplessly and saw her grandmother smiling at her.

Gu Anran felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Grandma, let's go back."

The old lady said, "This kid has good legs; he really runs fast."

I had originally planned to invite him in for a cup of tea.

What did he just say his name was?

Wu An, the Wu with a mouth and sky, the An meaning safety.

This name... sounds a bit inauspicious.

Grandma, you can't just say that; he's about to go out to sea to fish.

Well, is that all you're guarding?

Grandma~

"All right, all right, I won't say it, I won't say it." The old lady said she wouldn't say it, but she kept indirectly asking about Wu An's background.

Upon learning Wu An had also bought a fishing boat, she couldn't help but frown: "At such a young age, you're planning to become a fisherman?"

"What's wrong with being a fisherman?"

"Not really anything."

The old lady didn't look down on fishermen; given their family's situation, she still had some self-awareness.

But parents plan far ahead for their children; Gu Anran no longer has her parents, so as her grandmother she naturally has to consider her granddaughter more.

The old lady worried that after she was gone, ordinary families wouldn't be able to protect Gu Anran.

After returning indoors, the old lady sat down and looked at the two gifts: "Did you bring these prepared in advance?"

"If I hadn't gone to sleep, were you still planning to come in for tea?"

"Even before formally meeting, you're thinking of sneaking into the house—that's not the conduct of a decent person."

Gu Anran quickly shook her head: "No, that's not it."

"He knows his bounds."

The old lady snorted coldly: "Then this gift..."

Gu Anran smiled: "He said, just in case he met you, it wouldn't look good to show up empty-handed."

"I didn't expect him to be right; you were waiting for me at the gate."

The old lady suddenly realized, thinking back to Wu An's earlier behavior, and said: "He's actually quite clever."

"Fine."

"We'll accept this gift."

Gu Anran smiled so big her eyes turned into crescents, indicating her grandmother had preliminarily approved of Wu An.

After washing up.

Gu Anran finished washing up, changed into comfortable pajamas, walked into the bedroom, saw her grandmother still awake, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Grandma, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

The old lady said: "Your phone kept ringing just now."

"I forgot to set it to silent." Gu Anran hurried over, picked up her phone, saw Wu An's message saying he had safely arrived home and asking if she had slept, and a smile appeared on her face.

She replied: "Not yet."

As she spoke, she took out a notebook from the bedside table; it wasn't meant to be a diary, but rather a place to record things she felt were worth noting.

For example, today.

Having dinner and drinks with Wu An, the first time Wu An met her grandmother.

Wu An quickly replied: "What are you doing?"

Gu Anran: "Getting ready to write something."

On the other side, Wu An, also lying in bed, blinked: "These days, people still write diaries?"

"Who writes diaries, seriously?"

Gu Anran seemed to guess his thought and added: "It's not a diary."

"I like to record some things."

"For example, today is worth commemorating."

The old lady saw the notebook, her eyes grew complex, she sighed and closed her eyes to sleep.

She naturally knew Gu Anran wasn't writing a diary.

This habit only started after Gu Anran's parents passed away unexpectedly.

Gu Anran opened the notebook, flipping page by page; most of the contents concerned the old lady, and the name appearing most frequently in the newest pages was Wu An.

She picked up a ballpoint pen, tapped it against her chin, and the pen tip landed on the paper: "August 5th, first time eating and drinking with a boy, Wu An and Grandma meeting for the first time."

She looked at the notebook, her gaze landing on the two characters "male student"; her eyes shone with consideration, she used the pen tip to poke at her dimple, crossed out "male student", wrote Wu An's name, then crossed out those two characters "Wu An" and wrote "he".

"Like this."

One sentence became: "First time eating and drinking with Wu An, he and Grandma meeting for the first time."

She didn't have OCD, but reading it like this felt much more comfortable.

Putting the notebook aside, she turned her head to see the old lady already letting out a soft moan, turned over and lay prone on the bed, chatted with Wu An on her phone, felt uncomfortable, and then placed a pillow under her chest.

The bed wasn't large; she lay sideways on it, her calves and bare feet dangling, she occasionally lifted them up then put them down, also crossing her legs and making various movements.

Obviously, she was in a very good mood today.

On the other side.

Wu An was being flirted with to the point of being utterly flustered.

"She really knows how to do it!"

"Who could withstand a girl telling you that having a meal with you today is worth commemorating?"

The key girl isn't just talking; she really came!

After learning why Gu Anran has this habit, Wu An also feels deeply empathetic.

In his previous life, upon suddenly hearing the news of his father's death, he felt both regret and guilt, and hated himself for being young and ignorant, missing out on so much.

The loss of loved ones is not a passing shower, but a dampness that lingers for a lifetime after a storm.

Even after weathering countless storms and having grown indifferent to everything, an unintentional glance or a familiar corner can still bring tears to one's eyes.

Fortunately.

In this second life, he can prevent many regrets from his previous life from happening again.

What he wants to change is not only himself, but also Gu Anran's future.

Actually, it has already changed.

Last time, he and she were just two non-intersecting parallel lines; now they are already talking about marriage.

The night is gradually deepening.

I don't know how long we chatted; anyway, it took a long, long time before we said good night to each other.

We haven't chatted enough.

We simply haven't chatted enough.

If we actually met alone, we wouldn't be able to say that much.

In a private space for two, how could we just chat and do nothing?

……

The next morning.

Sister-in-law came to knock on the door.

Wu An yawned as he came to open the door; sister-in-law carried a food box into the room and suspiciously glanced into the partition.

Wu An said: 'There's no one inside.'

Mei Yueqin looked at his two dark circles: 'Did you go thieving last night?'

'Looking at those big dark circles, I almost thought you got beaten.'

Wu An washed up.

Hearing sister-in-law's words, he couldn't help but wryly chuckle twice; he really had been beaten, only in a dream.

It was Gu Anran who beat him.

What's going on?

Gu Anran asked him: when was their first time holding hands? When was their first kiss? When was their first time rolling in bed together?

And what about love anniversaries, wedding anniversaries, and such?

Who could remember that?

Being able to recall one or two would be good; he couldn't answer a single one.

One question per day; if he couldn't answer, Gu Anran would hammer him for a whole day.

In the dream, he didn't even know how many days he had been beaten.

While dreaming, he didn't feel anything wrong, and he even felt quite guilty; not remembering a single thing, he felt terribly sorry for Gu Anran's sincere heart.

After waking up, he still remembered everything from the dream crystal clearly, and angrily he couldn't help but pound the wall.

He could actually answer? No way!

All those things Gu Anran asked about haven't even happened yet!

As the saying goes, 'thoughts by day, dreams by night'; he probably dreamed this because he learned of Gu Anran's habit of keeping records.

In the future, the things he dreamed of might actually happen.

He sat down, picked up the big bun sister-in-law had packed, took a fierce bite, and secretly sighed.

He's gone overboard!

This is a high-end game!