Dongfang Shihua nodded and shook her head. She was not sure whether this person who looked like Ximen Jue was Ximen Jue. Her rationality told her that the possibility of this was basically zero, but her emotions told her that this was also possible.
of.
Maybe he wore it too?
Maybe……
"Do you believe in time travel?" Dongfang Shihua suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yun Yan seriously.
"It's like a novel... does it mean time travel?" Yun Yan was stunned for a while before replying, "I half-believe it, but scientifically speaking, this possibility is not high."
Dongfang Shihua chuckled, "I have traveled through time."
"..." What? Yunyan was really so surprised that she couldn't say a word. She stared at Dongfang Shihua's face seriously, and saw that she had no intention of joking at all. There was nostalgia in her eyes. After a long time,
Say, "Through, time-travel?"
"I always thought it was like a dream, and I also suspected it was a dream, but... it was not a dream." Dongfang Shihua raised her hand. Until now, she can clearly remember the feeling of being held in Ximen Jue's hand.
.
However, this is no longer the Eurasian continent, and there is no longer anything from the cold weapon era, no fighting spirit, no ignorance, and no Bai Murong.
Here, there is only her, Dongfang Shihua. She returned to her world, but she could not forget Eurasia.
"Shihua..." No, there really is time travel.
"Ximen Jue is the ghost king of Eurasia." Dongfang Shihua said slowly.
It was obviously something she had experienced personally, but it was told like a story. It was just that Yun Yan, who listened to the story, was brought into the world she described, and her mood fluctuated with the ups and downs.
Neither of them saw that the closed bedroom door was open a crack, and Ximen, standing there with the doorknob in his hand, had been quietly listening to the story told by Dongfang Shihua.
Things are far weirder and unbelievable than imagined.
After the story was told, he still stood still, forgetting that he was going to go to the bathroom.
Dongfang Shihua sniffed and looked at Yun Yan, "It's hard to believe, isn't it?"
"So, do you think Ximen will be Ximen Jue?" After hearing this, Yun Yan blinked and came back to her senses. She just seemed to have entered another world, some fighting spirit, some continent.
That kind of plot that can only be seen in novels and movies was experienced by Dongfang Shihua personally, even the soul travel.
This kind of thing is really hard to believe, but when Yun Yan looked at Dongfang Shihua in front of her, she knew that she was not lying.
Dongfang Shihua nodded, "I know it's stupid, but I just hope it's really him."
"You don't want him to regain his memory," Yun Yan said sharply, "You want to think of him as Ximen Jue."
"..." Dongfang Shihua didn't say anything, and she didn't know if this was the case.
"Have you ever thought about it, if he recovers his memory... He said his name is Ximen Yangchen." Yun Yan didn't know what she should say, but this kind of feeling of finding someone to replace her could only deceive herself for a while.
"If he wasn't him, I... would let him go." Dongfang Shihua chuckled, "It's not bad to help him find his memory while helping himself to find his memory."
As if aware of Yun Yan's incomprehension, Dongfang Shihua smiled mockingly, "Part of our family's genes are very persistent. I won't look back until I reach the cliff."
"Well." Anyway, he just provided a place to stay, so it didn't matter. Yunyan stood up, "It's a little late, let's take a shower first."