Before going to bed, Zhi Su's sad eyes unconsciously appeared in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more annoying it became. I tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
Didn't fall asleep until midnight.
The man in the dream looked exactly like Zhi Su. He held an exquisite porcelain bottle in his hand, opened it and drank it in one gulp. Almost as soon as he drank it, dazzling blood traces appeared on the corners of his lips.
Then, he slowly took off the mask on his face and moved forward with heavy and tired steps, staggering a little but without stopping.
He said: "It would be great if I could meet you earlier."
Then, the man walked little by little towards the edge of the cliff. It was not difficult to imagine that his next move would be to jump off.
"don't want!"
Shi Lin ran forward and stretched out his hand to hold him, but couldn't touch him, and he just passed through him.
And on the bottomless cliff, the pure white is no longer visible.
There is no more Zhisu in the world.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but the man who was immersed in the nightmare closed his eyes tightly, curled up his fingers, and clutched the quilt tightly.
Until the cold breath approached, someone gently wiped her sweat with a handkerchief.
"No--"
Shi Lin suddenly woke up, sat up, gasped for air, and then felt dazed for a while. The room was lit up by Ye Yin beads, and the person next to him withdrew his hand.
There was an imperceptible softness in his tone: "Are you having a nightmare?"
Shi Lin raised his eyes and stared at him intently, reached out and took off his mask, looked at his cold and beautiful face for a long time, and then responded in a low voice.
"I dreamed that you took poison and jumped off a cliff."
Zhisu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Dreams are all fake."
"But I feel so real."
It's so real that I thought it happened.
"I am still here."
Zhisu didn't take back the mask, he just hugged her gently and comforted her silently.
"Tell me about your past life."
He just said: "Okay."
When I talked about my first encounter, I also talked about many things, but I didn’t tell about Jun Chu.
"that's all?"
Shi Lin listened carefully, so she was the one who flirted with Zhi Su? And then dumped him? Is she really such a scumbag?
"Well, almost."
Intermittent images suddenly flashed through my mind, a bit blurry and unreal, and even unfamiliar voices rang in my ears.
Shi Lin reached out and rubbed his eyebrows, and asked casually: "What about Junchu?"
Zhisu couldn't help but freeze, a feeling of panic arose spontaneously, and he hugged her tighter unconsciously, not even daring to ask why she asked this question.
"This man seems to be the monarch of Xu Kingdom, right? Since I went to Xu Kingdom due to poisoning, I should have seen him, right? Is he good-looking?"
Shi Lin asked out of pure curiosity.
Seeing her like this, Zhisu breathed a sigh of relief. Yes, he was afraid, afraid that she would think of Jun Chu. Even if he had to do it again, he would not have any sense of security.
but--
As expected, she still likes good-looking skin.
I wonder if this was the reason why she fell in love with Junchu in her previous life.
After all, at that time, the two of them got along day and night, and it was reasonable for them to fall in love over time. If he said something good, would she have the idea of going to Xuguo?
He lowered his eyes and said, "General."
"General? It shouldn't be."
Logically speaking, the royal genes should not be bad. After all, the three thousand beauties in the harem are all beauties, so their appearance should not be bad.
Look at the face of the person who is still sitting on the edge of the bed hugging him. However, even if he is good-looking, it is probably not as good as his face...
Thinking about it this way, it seems that it would be nice to have a beauty master. This chapter has been completed!