Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2324 List (Part Six)

Their offspring are quite numerous.

Unable to refuse their hospitality, Fu Qian quickly followed Lucy and her husband's invitation and helped close the door behind him.

Although dinner had clearly been going on for a while, he didn't mind and found an empty seat to sit down.

This series of actions undoubtedly made Fuqian the focus of attention, replacing the now-unseen Mr. Katon.

He seemed to understand why there was a dress code, and sat up straight, smiling as he looked back at everyone, trying not to diminish the old man's imposing presence.

At a glance, it's still quite easy to see the blood ties among the people at the table.

One of the young couples with a child appears to be Lucy and her husband's daughter and son-in-law.

The person Kardon missed out on has already started having a granddaughter.

As for the other woman who looked younger and had a similar face—

"Wendy?"

Their eyes met, and Fu Qian nodded slightly in greeting, casually confirming with a single sentence.

Humph--

Wearing a green off-shoulder dress, this young woman, who was only about twenty years old, was not as polite as her parents. After pausing for a moment, she snorted and turned her head away.

Of course, this reaction almost proves that the guess was correct: Lucy's former bedroom now belongs to her youngest daughter.

"Don't worry, Karton shouldn't make a mess of the place."

As for her attitude, it didn't affect her casual words of advice to the old man, implying that he was just making up for some regrets in his life.

……

"So who are you? I could call the police right now, you know?"

Unfortunately, Wendy didn't seem to care much about how messy the room was; she glanced at it but remained silent.

Instead, it was her father, Lucy's family, who couldn't help but question her.

The tone was so stern that one worried the large bowl of cream soup on the table might be dumped on it at any moment.

"Someone who has received instruction from Mr. Carton... what are you going to tell the police to do with him?"

It seems a bit too thick.

Fu Qian seemed quite satisfied with the smell of the soup, and his gaze lingered on it as he answered.

Considering the old man's subtle hint of instruction, he did not simply assume the role of driver.

"Just a friendly reminder, I don't know where he's going next. It's possible that even if he's taken away, he'll sneak back and hang himself at your doorstep."

Fu Qian clearly didn't care about the threat of being reported to the police.

As for the possibility mentioned... it has to be said that considering Katon's mental state, it seems that it really cannot be ruled out.

"Please continue, don't let this unexpected guest spoil your mood."

The conversation stalled again, and another round of silence ensued. Fu Qian then took the initiative to remind her not to let bad people affect her life.

The logic is sound.

"Could you please get me a set of cutlery as well? Thank you."

Just as the group was wondering whether to accept the advice, Fu Qian turned to Lucy and reminded the guests that there were no bowls or chopsticks yet.

……

"for you."

You could sense that Lucy also had mixed feelings, but perhaps because the atmosphere was too oppressive, she was eager to find something to do. The next moment, she actually ran to the kitchen and found a set of tableware.

"Thank you... So how did you and Carton meet?"

He politely thanked her, but only after receiving the cutlery and paying did he casually inquire about the details of the matter.

This……

My hand visibly trembled; if I had still been holding the bowl, it probably would have fallen to the ground.

So far, Ms. Lucy has remained relatively calm, but it's clear that she's just an ordinary person struggling with the mundane realities of daily life.

The arrival of an old friend had already thrown her into a state of turmoil, and Fu Qian's sudden question was even more sensitive. "Speaking out under these circumstances might be the best option."

Seeing Lucy unconsciously glancing towards her husband, Fu Qian smiled and tried to comfort her.

Of course, this gossip couldn't be given up.

What Caston has been doing so far seems quite easy to understand at first glance.

On their deathbed, they seek out old friends to make up for regrets.

But here's the problem: is his bucket list really that simple?
I've helped people fulfill their wishes more than once.

Fu Qian knew that in the face of life and death, all sorts of strange thoughts could arise in people's hearts.

So even though he didn't follow along, he didn't mind learning more about the background and consequences of this first project.

As for what he told Lucy, it wasn't just nonsense. The current situation was too serious to simply ignore and pretend it never happened.

Being forced to speak out under such circumstances actually makes one more believable.

“Carton isn’t a local… I’ve only met him a few times…”

Persistence pays off. After a relatively long wait, Lucy seemed to have come to her senses and sat down to talk about the past.

……

“We were both very young then, a year younger than me, according to Carton himself…and then we came to this place with his father, who was a doctor.”

"He seemed very melancholy and didn't talk much, but that's what made me feel a strong connection with him..."

Sitting quietly at the long dining table, listening to my mother recount those romantic tales from the past, was indeed a bit strange.

However, once the gates of memory opened, Lucy seemed to have calmed down considerably.

And indeed, it sounds like she has premature aging issues; the old man is even younger than her.

“Then one day, he told me he was leaving soon… I told him no one was home, and he could come over to see the cat at dinner time…”

Furthermore, this past event is not complicated; Lucy's narration quickly gets to the point.

"Then he didn't come, not until dawn... I haven't seen Carton since."

Oh, that's it?
The past came to an abrupt end, leaving me with a sense of melancholy.

Even out of the corner of his eye, he could see that Wendy across from him looked lost and hadn't heard enough.

But as the saying goes, regret is the most poignant. Did you not see this missed opportunity? It was even ranked first on Mr. Carson's bucket list.

Although his method of making amends was somewhat abstract.

"Thank you, it tastes great."

Seeing that Lucy was still somewhat at a loss, Fu Qian put down his cutlery and expressed his gratitude.

Although the subsequent evaluation of the soup sounds somewhat strange, like an evil spirit that feeds on other people's secrets.

"I'll go and urge them."

In return, Fu Qian didn't continue to torment the audience, but instead looked up at the building.

Ok……

No one said a word, but it was clear that everyone was surprised.

As they watched, Fu Qian had already stepped onto the stairs.

"You performed better than I expected."

Wendy's bedroom was easy to find. Soon, Fu Qian pushed open the slightly ajar door and saw a figure with its back turned in the darkness.

Katon didn't turn around, but immediately offered his praise.

"I thought you would use your gun."

It's this word choice...

Fu Qian looked around the small room before nodding.

"Lucy probably thought so back then too."