Eighties Sweetheart Chapter 363 - 363 363 The Young Man's Story

??Chapter 363: Chapter 363: The Young Man’s Story

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: The Young Man’s Story

Jin Ju chatted with Gu Huai’an for a bit and then rode away on her bicycle.

Gu Huai’an was also trying his luck, after all, he only knew that she and Jin Ju went to eat lamb hotpot.

But there are only a few famous lamb hotpot restaurants.

Song Yunuan took the initiative to contact Jin Ju, promising that once she could co to Beidu to participate in the national mathematics competition, she would treat her to a al.

Song Yunuan actually just wanted to give her a small gift.

A fountain pen would be the most suitable.

As for whether there would be a chance to keep in touch afterward, that would be left to fate.

But it was different with Gu Huai’an.

Every ti she ca, he would know about it.

[Little brother, you couldn’t have planted a tracker on , could you?]

Gu Huai’an’s hands paused.

[Otherwise, how could you find

even when Jin Ju and I are just eating a little hotpot?

That’s too much of a coincidence.]

Sitting in the passenger seat, Song Yunuan turned her head and looked at Gu Huai’an’s profile, smiling.

He really was handso.

Especially his lips, they were very appealing.

If he could always be like this, then she might consider it.

The car was heading toward the north side of the city.

Gu Huai’an said, “I’ve been pretty busy recently.”

Song Yunuan said, “Actually, you’re always busy, but as soon as you want to see , you’re not busy anymore.”

Gu Huai’an: …

How am I supposed to continue the conversation with you speaking like that?

The young girl is getting worse at making conversation.

Gu Huai’an’s voice carried a smile: “You’re right, I can always make ti no matter how busy I am.

I haven’t been back ho from the Dragon Aviation base recently.

A few days ago, soone asked

to set problems for this mathematical competition, but I didn’t agree.

However, I took the opportunity to ask about the date of the mathematics competition.

I guessed that you would be arriving these days.

At noon, I called Old Mr.

Ji and said you arrived in Beidu yesterday and should be with Jin Ju now.

Jin Ju’s favorite thing to eat this season is hotpot, so I thought she must have invited you for hotpot.

It could only be one of these few restaurants, but since I couldn’t make a phone call, finding you would depend on luck.”

Song Yunuan blinked aningfully and said, “So you’re saying, you’re quite lucky.”

Gu Huai’an glanced at Song Yunuan as they stopped at an intersection.

This must be the last traffic light before leaving the city.

He glanced sideways, with the light falling in his eyes, casting a beautiful glint.

He looked at Song Yunuan, also with a aningful tone: “Indeed, my luck isn’t bad!”

Song Yunuan’s gaze did not waver; she looked straight into Gu Huai’an’s eyes.

Gu Huai’an chuckled, then started the car with a bright tone: “I’ll show you sothing in a bit.

After you’ve seen it, I’ll take you ho.

I promised Old Mr.

Ji that I’ll get you to the Wutong District by nine.”

They didn’t go far, just out of the city.

Then the car stopped by the roadside.

The night outside was deep, and stars twinkled in the sky.

The road seed very quiet, without a hint of light in sight.

Gu Huai’an took out two boxes from the briefcase beside him.

He opened one and handed it to Song Yunuan.

Curious, Song Yunuan looked inside.

Then she instinctively lifted the palm-sized black box, opened the lid, and the screen lit up.

Song Yunuan’s breath caught.

As the screen lit up, the nurical keypad below it also beca clearly visible.

Song Yunuan was truly stunned.

How could they have suddenly bypassed pagers and entered the era of flip phones?

She didn’t seem to have discussed this type of information with Gu Huai’an.

Gu Huai’an’s eyes were brimming with mirth; it was the first ti he had seen Song Yunuan’s astonished expression, and it was truly a rare sight.

It seed he had genuinely shocked her.

He wasn’t smug, just filled with elation inside.

He couldn’t help but straighten his back even more.

As he started dialing a number, the familiar tune of “Dongfang Hong” ca from Song Yunuan’s mobile phone lying nearby.

Song Yunuan’s heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but lift her head to look at Gu Huai’an, who was so close by.

No one had expected that at this very mont, she would inadvertently trigger the plot.

After all, since she had t Gu Huai’an, it wasn’t just him in person; even his presence in others’ stories was nonexistent.

In that book, he was an extrely mysterious character.

At this mont, Gu Huai’an suddenly felt that sothing was amiss.

Little Nuan’s expression of bewildernt turned grave.

For so reason, Gu Huai’an’s heart began to beat erratically.

The next mont, he heard Little Nuan’s inner voice.

[After the Spring Festival, in mid-February 1981, Old Mr.

Gu suddenly left his job, and the Gu family also moved out of the No.

01 Courtyard Manor shortly after.]

[In the following four months, all mbers of the Gu family left their respective jobs as well.]

[For reasons unknown, they seed to plumt from the clouds into the mire overnight.]

[The Brother was forced to resign from his post as the chief commander, only to be forcibly kept at the base’s laboratory by the old secretary, where he was put in charge of another research and developnt project he spearheaded—an electronic communication manufacturing project that nobody was optimistic about.]

[On Labor Day of the sa year, Gu Huai’an’s grandfather committed suicide.]

Gu Huai’an’s pupils shrank and his mind thundered with a loud bang.

Suicide?

How could his grandfather, known for his ironclad integrity, have chosen such a cowardly way to die?

No, it couldn’t be, it just couldn’t!

But these were Little Nuan’s thoughts.

He knew that her inner voice also had the power of prophecy.

Gu Huai’an forced himself to control his emotions.

Even though he was always calm and composed, faced with such a terrifying prophecy, he couldn’t help but tremble ever so slightly.

He dared not let any unusual expression show; Little Nuan was young and didn’t know that he could hear her thoughts.

If she knew, no matter how brave she was, she would be frightened.

It was fortunate that heaven had bestowed this ability upon her, yet also provided her with protection.

Gu Huai’an deliberately fumbled with shaking hands to leisurely tidy up the box lying on top of his briefcase.

Then he opened the briefcase and took out a notebook.

He flipped to a page and began to read carefully.

Song Yunuan’s inner voice continued.

[On the Sumr Solstice of the sa year, the team led by the Brother developed the first generation mobile phone, whose ringtone could change to music, and he chose “Dongfang Hong.”]

[The birth of the first-generation mobile phone restored the Brother’s influence; he returned to Dragon Aviation and, within half a year, once again put Dragon Kingdom at the forefront of aviation technology in the world.]

[On Winter Solstice that year, the Brother’s train exploded, he was injured in the blast, and after being rescued, the Brother beca blind!]

Gu Huai’an clenched his hand tightly.

At that mont, his heart seed to stop beating.

Blind, he was blind?

Wouldn’t that make him useless?

[At the party Lin Qing attended, she saw Gu Huai’an, who was blind, but the Brother concealed it so well that no one noticed anything amiss.]

Song Yunuan put down her mobile phone and watched Gu Huai’an, who kept his eyes modestly lowered, reading his notebook.

[…Brother, your eyes are so beautiful, how could they see nothing?]

Involuntarily, she reached out her hand towards Gu Huai’an, who was lowering his gaze in the driver’s seat.

Gu Huai’an endured his anguish but pretended to be unconcerned.

As his eyelids were about to be touched by her slim jade fingers, he had no choice but to lift his head.

Gu Huai’an’s eyes shone like stars, and his gentle deanor carried a hint of puzzlent, causing Song Yunuan to swiftly retract her hand…