C307 (1/2)

”What's going on? Say something! ” I panicked. Originally, Song Nan couldn't come out, he couldn't have suffered any injuries just to come out, could he? Why else wouldn't he be here?

Lu Qinglang stood up, gave me a deep look, and walked towards the kitchen. ”Are you hungry? I'll cook it for you. ”

”Lu Qinglang!” I'm angry, can't he talk properly? Is it so hard to tell the truth?

I caught up with Lu Qinglang, who was still walking towards the kitchen. ”Is Song Nan dead?” I asked.

Lu Qinglang stopped and slightly nodded his head.

This time, I experienced what was called a bolt from the blue. Pulling Lu Qinglang by the hand without any strength, Lu Qinglang easily broke free and entered the kitchen area.

As for me, I stood there blankly. My mind was blank and my vision was turning black.

”July! ”July!” By the time I woke up, I was already sitting at the dining table with the noodles that Lu Qinglang had cooked for me.

”Have you lost your head!?” Lu Qinglang's face was filled with disappointment, ”Song Nan is a ghost. He died in the first place!”

Huh? It actually had that meaning!

Damn, I really want to throw chopsticks and scold him. This Lu Qinglang is too evil. He clearly knows what I mean by that, so he said it on purpose!

”Lu Qinglang!” ”Is it fun?”

Lu Qinglang shrugged and pretended to be stupid. ”How could I have known that you'd be so stupid? You chased after me and asked me if a ghost died. Who knows what you really mean.”

Pui! The trust, friendship, and trust between people were gone! Gone!

I grabbed my chopsticks and took a bite of noodles. Only the food was real.

After sleeping so deeply, I was already hungry. Warmth filled my belly and my body felt indescribably comfortable. Lu Qinglang wasn't good at anything else, but his skill at making a face was like a stick.

Seeing that I had finished eating, Lu Qinglang took the initiative to put away the bowl. Since I had nothing better to do, I followed behind him and praised him while leaning against the kitchen door: ”Lu Qinglang, everyone says that they want to catch a person, so they want to grab that person's stomach first. ”I think that with your culinary skills, you'll be able to easily chase after anyone.”

Lu Qinglang's words made me want to die. ”So you're saying that I've already grabbed your stomach?”

Before I could think of how to get my revenge, Song Nan's voice came from behind me. ”What a pity, I've already grabbed her stomach.”

”Song Nan!” I turned and looked at him. He didn't look much different from before, but his face was pale and a little haggard. To be able to cause the thousand-year old ghost to become like this, it seemed that he was indeed injured. I was so excited that I couldn't say anything but that.

Song Nan walked to my side and held me in her arms. ”You should ask her first. Does she like your cooking or do she like me to feed her …”

Quickly, I cover Song Nan's mouth with my hands. Seriously, I forgot about that embarrassing scene and he insists on bringing it up. Song Nan refused, flinging his profile picture to avoid my hand. I could only coax him: ”I like you, okay?”

Song Nan heard the answer he wanted and was very happy. He whispered into my ear, ”Then I'll return it to you tonight.”

Uncle police, there's a pervert here, who cares?!

Song Nan stopped walking and followed me into the room where I had slept.

After closing the door, I broke away from him and asked, ”Did you send me back?”

As I thought, Song Nan said, ”No.”