Chapter 7 - Chapter 7: Chapter 007: The Body Never Forgets Its Memory (1/2)
Chapter 7: Chapter 007: The Body Never Forgets Its Memory
“Try it out?” Gu Huai asked.
Qi Yue came back to her senses from a momentary daze, “Okay, let’s begin.”
Gu Huai moved back behind her and gave all the equipment a final check, while saying, “Is the stake high enough?”
Qi Yue, who was concentrating on the target, paused, momentarily not grasping Gu Huai’s meaning, “Ah… should be enough…”
A faint smile curled up at the corners of Gu Huai’s mouth, carrying an unwittingly seductive charm, “Mhm, good luck.”
“Oh…” Qi Yue nodded her head.
In fact, she had no confidence at all.
She couldn’t remember how long it had been since she last tried shooting…
In her dreams, she had picked up a gun countless times, yet not once had she actually fired a bullet.
She had not expected that the next time she would pick up a gun and fire a bullet would be under such circumstances.
The girls nearby were somewhat bored, standing around in groups of threes and twos, gossiping about Ye Linling and Gu Huai.
Ye Linling had already walked up to Gu Huai and started chatting, “Gu Huai, I heard the newly opened hot pot restaurant in the city center is quite good… if you don’t want to go too far, the third floor of the cafeteria has a new Japanese restaurant that’s also receiving good reviews…”
Gu Huai didn’t show any sign he had heard Ye Linling’s words; he was watching Qi Yue and the gun in her hand, the air around him growing gradually cooler, his expression like mountains shrouded in mist, unfathomable.
Qi Yue closed her eyes for a moment, then raised her hand.
Her mind was filled with countless tumultuous and fragmented images, the gun in her hand felt as though it had never been put down.
“Can I…try a shot first?” Qi Yue picked up the gun again and put it down, then asked.
Ye Linling looked up impatiently, “Whatever you want, just hurry up, it’s almost dark.”
Qi Yue: “Mhm.”
Just as Ye Linling’s urging voice fell.
The next second, the gun in her hand was raised again.
With a “bang”—
The bullet left the barrel, spinning, cutting through the air, heading towards the target…