Maid's Diary: Devil Master, Please Behave - Chapter 223

Chapter 223 Life
This was not the first time Mu Nan had approached death.

Likewise, it was still on the icy deep sea.

Mu Nan felt somewhat desperate. The seawater was cold and piercing into her throat. She swallowed and breathed as her body weakly fell down.

The seawater was salty and covered the wound tightly. Mu Nan took out the silver pendant from his neck and wrapped it around his hand. If I’m not mistaken, this pendant is the original storage of military information.

After all, Mo Lei was an old man, and his hands were powerless to draw in the water. He slowly let go of the hand that was pinching her neck.

Mu Nan looked at the escaping high official. His ferocious face gradually blurred, and Zhang Da’s unwilling pupils fell into the deep sea.

Mu Nan used her last bit of strength to think that she should try swimming to the surface of the sea to find a chance to survive.

She could not imagine what the outside world was like.

She forcefully wrapped her feet in the seawater and glared at you. Her body floated a few feet, but an unknown undercurrent carrying a school of sea fish swept past her happily. She was like a leaf falling from a branch, inevitably falling under the pull of gravity.

Perhaps, he had been falling like this.

When she landed in hell, she must look for the King of Hell to flip through the Book of Samsara.

In his next life, he might even be able to reunite with Gu Yu’s Ze.

It’s good.

—-

“Wuzhen river, summer breeze roam.

The sky was misty white and illusory, like a soul piercing through a veil of life and death, leaving behind an ethereal silence.

Nan Qinyue picked up the roses she had just bought and sat down cross-legged at the coffee table in the living room to practice trimming. Her handsome husband was watching the military channel on the sofa.

Suddenly, Nan Qinyue’s beautiful and refined face became somewhat irritated.

With a “pa”, a large beautiful rose was cut off at the waist.

Nan Qinyue suddenly stood up and rubbed against the sofa, glaring at her husband, “Old Mu, I went to the temple fair today.”

“Another trap by a jewelry seller?” The husband glanced at his wife’s uneasy expression and asked.

Lan Qinyue’s face fell and she reached out to pinch her husband’s cheek. “I’m serious. I met a fortune teller in the alley of the temple fair today. By the way, I gave Xiao Nan a divination.”

“Then what did the fortune teller say?” The husband sighed and poured a cup of lemon tea to his wife, his eyes full of spoilage.

Nan Qinyue frowned slightly and drank three large mouthfuls of tea before she said angrily, “That old man said that Xiao Nan was born uneasy and destined to have bad luck when he grows up. He has a deep connection with the water, and his life and death depend on the water! What nonsense! How could something happen to my precious daughter of Nan Qinyue so easily?”

“Don’t worry, Jianghu Warlocks, you have to be alarmist-” the husband nodded slightly.

Before he could finish his sentence, the door creaked open and Mu Nan nimbly rushed in.

“Mom and Dad, I’m back ~” Mu Nan tugged at the towel on the clothes rack and wiped his wet hair. “Holy shit, this sea water stinks. It smells like fish.”

Mu Nan raised his head and discovered that his parents were looking at her in shock.

“What are you looking at me for? I just swam out of the Sacred Radiance Sea. It’s so cold.” Mu Nan sat down and rubbed his hair with a white towel. “This is good. We’re finally reunited.”

Nan Qinyue said, “You stinking brat, who told you to come back?”

“There’s nothing I can do. Life and death are destined to be rich and honorable in heaven.” Mu Nan shrugged his shoulders, reached out to grab his mother’s hand, and turned to look at his father on the sofa.

It seems like she hasn’t seen her father in a long time.

He’s not old yet.

“Who told you to die?” Nan Qinyue stretched out his fingertips and poked Munan’s head hard. “You’re dead, what about Gu Yuze’s Ze? Are you willing to leave him alive in the world, or do you not mind other women approaching Gu Yuze’s Ze and giving birth to children for Gu Yuze?!”

Munan:…

I’m dead, and I care about the wool.

“When I accepted this mission, I was already prepared to face death.” Mu Nan’s mouth shrunk as he looked at the familiar scenery around him. A faint sense of sadness suddenly surged into his heart. He tilted his head and smiled, “This is good. We’ve finally gathered all three of them together.”

The couple exchanged glances and shook their heads.

Outside the window was a vast expanse of white, unable to see through the world. Mu Nan had been hiding in his room all day, his heart empty, but he did not go out.

It turned out that life after death was like this, and it was not bad either.

Sometimes when he dreamed back at midnight, he would remember someone in a daze. His profile resembled Sheng Hua’s shoreline, his outline clear, and his eyes dim.

Mu Nan wanted to reach out and touch it, but Meng Meng immediately woke up. The blankets were ice-cold.

At this time, she would feel like crying, her eyes astringent, very uncomfortable.

Day after day passed, and she did not know how time flowed in the world, but she could hear clearly that someone was calling her, calling her name, begging her to wake up.

The sound was very soft, very gentle, like the spring wind.

Afterwards, the voice gradually became clear, ringing in her ears every day.

When she was in a daze, the voice was calling out. When she washed her face, the voice called out. The voice was in her dreams while she was asleep; Even as she breathed, the voice was…

“Mom, he told me to go back.” Mu Nan squatted down and tilted his head to watch his mother tidy up the flowers she had just bought.

The rose gradually became more elegant in Nan Qinyue’s slender white palm and became a beautiful flower arrangement.

“You can go back. Our husband and wife didn’t keep you.” Nan Qinyue pushed Mu Nan’s hand and said, “The human world is not dumb. We have to come here to hang out. Your father and I didn’t like you for a long time.”

Munan:…

Is this your mother?

Mu Nan stood up, walked to the sofa and sat down. He tilted his head and asked his father, “Dad, can I still go back?”

The tall and handsome man smiled, clicked his tongue twice, and said, “Girl, as long as you are willing, you can go back.”

Mu Nan’s face was filled with confusion.

“Go back. Your mother and I still want to live a good life together. If you don’t go back, Gu Yu Ze might also come here to accompany you.”

Nan Qinyue walked over at an unknown time and let her husband dotingly see her embrace her.

“Let’s go back. We’re doing well. You don’t have to worry.” Nan Qinyue was rare and gentle, and her beautiful face was as beautiful as before.

Mu Nan nodded blankly. He watched his parents embrace each other. The surrounding scenery dissipated and retreated like a movie. The bright sunlight pierced through the white sky, making Mu Nan unable to open his eyes.

She opened her eyes, blurry to the point of being clear.

She saw his thin face.

“If you don’t wake up, I’ll go down and accompany you.” His voice was hoarse.

Mu Nan snorted coldly, “You dare.”

—

“Dr. Jiang, is the boss really hopeless?”

The little third son finally asked for leave and arrived at the private hospital in the Saint-Hua Financial District. The first thing he said when he caught Jiang Cheng was this.

It had been three months since the soul-stirring game at sea had become a written record in the state secret archives. The sea had long since lost its shattered deck, and the sky was as blue as ever.

The mission was successfully completed in a tragic manner. Some of the Blue Hawk warriors remained in the black and white photos forever. Some of them lived in the world. Only Mu Nan lived as if he were dead.

She was still breathing. She still had her body temperature, but she never opened her eyes. It was as if a passer-by sleeping in a white quilt had probably been sleeping like this.

Jiang Cheng said, “Xiao Nan is still alive. As long as he can wake up.”

Jiang Cheng’s voice was exceptionally calm. He seemed to have aged a lot overnight, and the gentleness in his eyebrows had dissipated a lot. There was also some wind, frost, and cold melancholy in his eyes.

Little Sanzi lowered his head and wiped the water stains from the corner of his eyes. He turned around and walked towards Munan’s ward.

Munan’s ward was in the quietest corner of the private hospital, next to a beautiful summer garden.

Little Third Son sympathized with Jiang Cheng, but he sympathized with President Gu even more.

From the nearby people, they knew that President Gu would accompany Boss every day. He put down all his work and only accompanied her.

Gu Yuze only accompanied Mu Nan wholeheartedly when the huge GM Group was handed over to Baishan to take care of. He did not tire of calling Mu Nan’s name, saying things that he had never said before, and even smiling and complaining.

Little Sanzi didn’t have much literary talent, but a few words flashed in his mind for no reason, “Death and Life Deed”.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that the boss, such a fierce person, would never like to lie like a corpse in bed all day long and not be able to move.

So, one day, the boss will definitely wake up, full of vitality, health and well-being.

Standing by the window, Xiao San opened the curtains and glanced into the room.

The room was spacious and bright. It was a quiet and elegant decoration. The Caucasus lay on the carpet and lazily wagged its big fur tail. Occasionally, it would whimper twice and look at the bedside. Then, it lay down on the dog’s head and closed its eyes to continue sleeping.

Gu Yu Ze was beside the bed. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight. A green stubble appeared on his chin, and his eyes were dim. He completely lost the spirit that the little third son remembered.

On the bed, Mu Nan slept peacefully. He closed his eyes, his face pale, and his eyelashes dimmed down from the corner of his eyes.

It turned out that what made a man grow old was not time, but the woman in his heart.

Xiao San sighed deeply and prayed in a low voice, “Boss, wake up quickly. The tombstones of the martyrs on the Chinese side have been carved for you. Commander Xia and the military have protested for a long time, and are now preparing to resign. The Blue Eagle Special Forces has added new blood. You must teach them a lesson.”

As he spoke, Little Third Son choked up a little.

He raised his head and looked at the luxuriant scenery of the garden. The pink roses leaned against the fence. Countless flower bones pressed against the green leaves. A gust of wind blew and the petals flew and swayed.

The wind seemed to bring new vitality, and in the middle of summer, there was actually a resplendent and prosperous spring.

Little Third was absent-minded when he suddenly heard Caucasian cries in the room.

“Woof woof woof ~”

I heard someone talking.

“If you don’t wake up, I’ll go down and accompany you.”

“You dare.”

The little third son was stunned for a moment and hurriedly went into the room.

The roses swayed into the fragrance and the Caucasus wagged its tail excitedly.

Little Sanzi saw the man’s shocked gaze, and saw large muddy tears fall from the corner of his eyes.

Boss, are you awake?