The sunlight outside the window is dazzling.

Gu Jiu sat up from the bed, but his expression was full of dazedness.

The dream was too long, so she almost didn't know where she was at this time.

But the time in reality is too short, but in just a few hours, it is enough to make her dream of three lives.

The wind blew in through the window, and with the enthusiasm of midsummer, it blew on her body, drying the sticky sweat on her back, but the feeling of putting her clothes on her body was really not very good.

Gu Jiu came back to his senses, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and got out of the bed with his empty steps.

But when she saw this strange environment, she felt a little dazed.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little confused. Is her previous life just a dream she imagined, or did she really experience it?

Or maybe, now she is in a dream. When she wakes up, she is still a ghost, wandering in the world with nowhere to rely on?

The palms of the palms were clenched unconsciously, and the pain instantly pulled Gu Jiu's mind back.

She looked down and realized that she was still holding a string of Buddhist beads tightly.

One hundred and eight, I'm used to wearing them myself.

And in the dream...

He also wore this string.

After her death in her previous life, her soul wandered in this world for three years. She witnessed too many things, but she had never seen Qin Zheng.

The only time was on the wedding day.

But at that time, her world seemed to be covered with a shadow. She couldn't see Qin Zheng's expression, and she didn't even step into the gate of the Duke of Ming Dynasty's Mansion.

When I have more memories, it was already my wedding night.

Gu Jiu took a deep breath, and the Buddhist beads were warmed by her palms. She put them on her chest and could smell the unique scent of sandalwood.

That was the smell of Qin Zheng.

She always thought that she had spent five years in her previous life to warm an iceberg. Instead of warming him up, she froze herself to death.

But what she saw in her dream made her realize that this was not the case.

In his previous life, Qin Zheng called her for the first time and the last time he called her, after her death.

He did not deceive himself with the begonia blooming in Guijiuyuan and the delicious dishes on the table.

He is real, waiting for himself to come back.

But Qin Zheng didn't wait for Gu Jiu.

Or rather, he didn't wait for Gu Jiu to be alive.

At this moment, Gu Jiu suddenly felt extremely sour in his heart.

In his previous life, what kind of mood did he wait for him for a day?

A man who appears to be cold-hearted is clumsy and cautious even when he is moved.

That day, he must have been calm on the surface, but in fact he was nervous on the inside, right?

But what he was waiting for was not Gu Jiu who returned from burning incense, but was a bad news.

The scene when the man returned to the Ninth Courtyard with her body in her arms made her breathing painful.

She actually...misunderstood him for so long!

How stupid she was in her previous life, so she couldn't see the affection hidden in the eyes of men?!

For a moment, Gu Jiu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She didn't dare to think about how Qin Zheng endured it. After the dust settled, she dug out her body with bare hands and put it carefully in the new coffin.

So what, after that, I survived a long time.

Loneliness, loneliness, darkness and lightness.

Gu Jiu pressed the string of Buddhist beads tightly against his chest, and he had already burst into tears unconsciously.

No matter how much pain she suffered, she felt that it was okay. As long as she thought of the pain that Qin Zheng might have suffered, she felt like a needle was stabbed.

It hurts even if you touch it.

The knock on the door recalled her mind.

"Madam, are you awake?"

The voice of Mrs. Zhao outside made Gu Jiu suddenly come to his senses. She responded and suppressed all the messy thoughts in her heart.

"Madam, what's wrong with you?"

When Mrs. Zhao walked into the room and saw Gu Jiu's tears on her face, she was so scared that she put away her smile and walked over quickly: "But who bullied you?"

But Gu Jiu didn't know that she was crying. She restrained her emotions and shook her head when she heard this, "I'm fine."

It’s just that the little girl looks full of tears, but she looks a little pitiful.

"Why are you crying so hard? But where are you uncomfortable? Why would the old woman invite a doctor to you?"

Seeing her so concerned, Gu Jiu waved his hand quickly, but in the other party's concern expression, he realized that he was crying.

"Am I crying?"

When she said this, she reached out and touched her hand, and she felt wet tears.

She looked down at the wetness on her hands and smiled reluctantly, "To be honest, I just had a nightmare and I'm still scared now."

Isn’t it just a nightmare? It’s just that it’s a real past life.

Gu Jiu's heart was sore and stuffy, but he was unwilling to make people worry, so he even pretended to be happy when he spoke.

After hearing what she said, Mrs. Zhao smiled: "You scared me, don't be afraid, dreams are the opposite. Bodhisattva figures like you, will definitely be smooth and blessed."

As soon as these words came out, Gu Jiu laughed.

"Then I have to lend you a good word."

After saying this, she sighed secretly in her heart.

If this is a dream, how good would it be?

Gu Jiu felt that his death was so miserable in his previous life. But as soon as he thought of suffering, and when he thought of his lonely years later, he felt that he could not bear it.

She would rather suffer herself than see him suffer any grievances.

Because... that was the god in her heart.

Where her heart wants.

When Gu Jiu thought about this, he heard Mrs. Zhao ask with a smile: "Where does Madam still believe in Buddhism?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Jiu came back to his senses and followed Mrs. Zhao's curious gaze and saw the Buddhist beads wrapped around his hand.

She lowered her eyes, looked at the string of Buddhist beads with devout eyes, and nodded, "I believe."

She believes in Buddhism, but that's because God and Buddha are him and light are him.

Seeing the little girl's eyes instantly showed piousness and heat, Old Mrs. Zhao just thought she was a devout Buddhist and said with a smile: "We have a temple here. If the lady is bored at home, she can burn incense and fulfill her wishes. It is said that it is quite effective."

It’s just that she doesn’t believe in Buddhism, so she is all heard from the truth.

Hearing Mrs. Zhao's words, Gu Jiu nodded with a smile, and then received the string of Buddhist beads under the pillow.

Without Qin Zheng around her, she had only these strings of Buddhist beads left to talk about relieving her lovesickness.

As soon as Gu Jiu thought of this, he heard Mrs. Zhao sigh and said, "It's getting hotter this day."

When she said this, she remembered her original intention, and patted her forehead with a smile, "Look at my memory."

As Mrs. Zhao said, she walked to the table and opened the food box she had just placed. She smiled and said, "I used the well water to ice the watermelon earlier. I was afraid that you would eat too cold. She hung it for a while. You can try it now."

Gu Jiucai put the Buddhist beads down. Perhaps because she had cried for a while, her mood has eased a lot now.

The wind at night was stuffy. Gu Jiu was hot at this time. Seeing the plate of melons that were being cut into pieces, he had an appetite for a while. He smiled and said, "Thank you, mother-in-law."

She went to clean her hands and ate two pieces of melon, and suddenly felt that her enthusiasm had become much more intense.

When Mrs. Zhao saw her eating, she smiled and asked, "Do you want to use supper now? Today, some people brought two local chickens, and I took them to make saliva chicken. I saw that you like to eat light-tasting food and added two side dishes. Now I'm eating it."

Gu Jiu had no appetite at first, but now he had eaten two pieces of watermelon, but he felt much more comfortable. Hearing her words, his heart moved.

She didn't like to eat light dishes before, but after spending so many days with Qin Zheng, she even changed her eating habits with him.

How could such a true life be a dream?

Thinking of this, Gu Jiu felt his chest tight again.

She missed Qin Zheng.

"lady?"

Seeing that she did not respond, Old Mrs. Zhao called her twice. When Gu Jiu heard this, he quickly raised his head and nodded, "Thank you, mother-in-law, please help me bring it over."

After getting what she said, Old Mrs. Zhao went with a smile.
To be continued...