CHAPTER 96: CHAPTER 96: THE LONG NIGHT

Ever since returning from the hospital, Gu Ningyue felt that her sensitivity had decreased quite a bit compared to before.

First, she slept too deeply, and then she couldn’t even sense the slightest movement or noise.

Today, did she even sleep straight from the morning to the afternoon?

What was wrong with her? Why did she feel something was amiss?

When did all of this start?

Was it from the time she moved into the hospital, or even before that?

Gu Ningyue looked down at the moonstone pendant on her neck, and suddenly felt a chill down her spine.

Could it be because of this pendant?

No, it couldn’t be something so sinister, right?

Isn’t this a materialistic society? How could something so eerie happen?

Moreover, why would Mr. Chen want to harm her?

Gu Ningyue sat blankly on the bed, her eyes just recently clear now becoming muddled again, causing Aunt Zhang to feel a bit frightened: "Young Madam, are you alright? I should call President Ling over..."

The Young Madam has been normal these days; could she be having an episode?

After a while, Ling Tianyou came to Gu Ningyue’s room.

She was sitting there, seemingly no different from usual.

Except for those eyes, they looked like they were possessed, staring at her own hands, thinking who knows what.

"Ning Yue?" Ling Tianyou patted her shoulder: "What’s wrong?"

Touched by Ling Tianyou, Gu Ningyue came back to her senses, raising her head slowly like a broken machine: "Tianyou? How did you come up?"

Ling Tianyou frowned slightly, "Still not getting up? It’s time to eat."

"Oh. Eat..." Gu Ningyue shook her head, hoping to shake away the confusion in her heart: "You go ahead! I’ll wash my face and come downstairs."

Seeing her like this, how could Ling Tianyou feel at ease leaving: "I’ll help you wash. You’re not convenient like this."

Gu Ningyue nodded, surprisingly not rejecting him this time: "Alright."

Her brain felt like a paste, and that dream seemed to be a curse, swirling around in her mind.

What on earth is wrong with her? Is that dream a prediction of something?

If it is, is it predicting her unavoidable doom, or something else?

When Gu Ningyue finally realized it again, she was already sitting at the dining table.

Ling Tianyou was holding a spoon to her mouth, waiting for her to open it.

Gu Ningyue’s eyes flashed with a hint of horror, "This is..."

How did she come down? When did she eat half a bowl of rice?

Is she still dreaming??

"Ning Yue, what’s wrong?" Ling Tianyou put down the bowl and chopsticks: "If you don’t like it, I’ll have them make some dishes you like?"

Gu Ningyue shook her head, "No, I like it very much."

But today, why couldn’t she taste anything?

Ling Tianyou studied her expression, feeling that the confusion in his heart was multiplying: "Then what’s wrong? Aunt Zhang said when she went to wake you up, you were just sitting there dazed, without any reaction at all. What are you thinking about?"

Gu Ningyue shook her head again, "I don’t know either, I had a really strange dream... I’m a bit concerned about that dream."

Ling Tianyou asked: "What kind of dream was it?"

He had never seen Gu Ningyue like this; to him, she always seemed to have endless energy.

Why would she suddenly become like this after taking a nap?

Gu Ningyue hesitated for a long time and suddenly shook her head, "It’s nothing."

If she told Ling Tianyou about this dream, wouldn’t it make him doubt her identity even more?

Ling Tianyou’s eyes showed more confusion, "I’m your fiancé, is there anything you can’t tell me?"

Gu Ningyue looked up, the man before her had an extraordinarily handsome face, almost like a dragon among men.

Yet for some reason, she suddenly felt this face was so unfamiliar.

"I want to see Mr. Chen." Gu Ningyue looked at Ling Tianyou, feeling like a needle had been buried in her heart, and now the tip was piercing through her skin, stabbing her with sharp pain: "Mr. Chen gave me this necklace, I haven’t thanked him yet!"

Ling Tianyou saw she didn’t answer his question and wanted to say more, but Aunt Zhang suddenly gently pulled his arm and shook her head at him.

She, like the butler, had served Ling Tianyou for many years.

At this moment, performing such an action, Ling Tianyou didn’t excessively reprimand her.

Ling Tianyou looked at her and said: "It’s too late today, I’ll accompany you tomorrow."

Gu Ningyue thought for a while, sighed, and nodded, "Alright!"

Ling Tianyou’s brows furrowed like a river, and after feeding Gu Ningyue, she for the first time didn’t wait for Ling Tianyou and went upstairs without a word of goodbye.

That back figure looked utterly desolate.

Aunt Zhang came to Ling Tianyou and said: "President Ling. Young Madam has actually been a bit off lately!"

Ling Tianyou’s hand paused while picking up a dish, "What’s wrong with her?"

Aunt Zhang glanced at the already closed door, lowered her voice, and said: "Recently, the Young Madam has been sleeping deeper than usual, and waking up later and later every day. Just now, when I tried to wake the Young Madam, her expression was like she was bewitched... President Ling, should we call a doctor to check on her? Could it be something was done to her while at the hospital?"

These words were said tactfully, with another thought ’the Young Madam’s mental issue hasn’t relapsed, has it?’ firmly suppressed.

Considering how much Ling Tianyou cares for the Young Madam right now, if those words came out, there would surely be anger.

Ling Tianyou recalled some of Gu Ningyue’s behavior these days, indeed a bit unusual, "Hmm, I’ll take her for an examination tomorrow. You go ahead and keep busy! This matter must remain confidential."

Aunt Zhang replied, "President Ling, rest assured, regarding Young Madam’s matters, no one in the villa dares to speak recklessly."

Ling Tianyou nodded, "Hmm, go ahead!"

As the sunset fell, Gu Ningyue sat at the foot of the bed, staring blankly out at the dusk, not feeling any better in mood.

She reached out to touch this current face, as if feeling someone else’s body.

"Knock knock..."

A knock sounded at the door; Gu Ningyue turned her head, looking at the snow-white door and asked: "Who is it?"

The butler’s voice sounded from outside the door: "Young Madam, President Ling asked me to bring you some fruit."

Gu Ningyue turned her head back to look out the window: "Oh, come in!"

The butler pushed open the door, placing the cut fruit on the bedside cabinet: "Young Madam, would you like some hot milk tonight? I can have it prepared."

Gu Ningyue shook her head, "No need, just replace it with red wine!"

Having slept so long during the day, tonight is destined to be a long night without sleep.

The butler replied and then turned to close the room door.