Duan Hongye was about to be driven crazy by this inexplicable situation. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThirty-seven days ago, I've been repeating what I had experienced the day before. Every day is exactly the same, nothing changes.

If he hadn't understood that he was in a dream early on, Duan Hongye would have thought that he was dreaming. But after thinking about it, he felt that he was not calm again, he was in a dream, and this dream was clearly controllable, could it be that the dream inducer held a grudge and deliberately rectified himself?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, since seven or eight years ago, when he accidentally forced Zhao Nihong out of the dream, Duan Hongye had been worried, worried that she would come back for revenge at some point. It's just that what he doesn't know is that Zhao Nihong has never left the dream realm, and as for revenge, he hasn't thought about it at all.

Duan Hongye cheered up and walked out of the door, and the days that had been repeated for more than a month had indeed tormented him enough. It's just that even though he knows that everything will repeat itself, he still has to go out. Even though he knew that he still had to quarrel with the little cuckoo, he would rather quarrel with her than not even see anyone.

It was also the time when Zhao Nihong paused the dream, and on that day, the little cuckoo was stopped by Duan Hongye, and it was rare to have some response to him.

Regarding the death of Du Juan's father and aunt, Duan Hongye has always wanted to find an opportunity to explain, but since her father's death, Du Juan has been reluctant to deal with him, and for so many years, he has never been able to find an opportunity to talk to her well.

On this day, he finally stopped the cuckoo at the mouth of the well in the village, and prepared to speak clearly whether she wanted to listen or not. I don't know how long the duration of the dream is, if this dream that I finally got ended like this, Duan Hongye will really regret it for the rest of his life.

"Ajuan!" Duan Hongye grabbed the cuckoo who was walking back, and clenched it tightly with his empty hand.

"Let go!" the cuckoo looked at him, and struggled with his arm. In the past, as long as she struggled a little, Duan Hongye would inevitably withdraw her hand in extreme frustration. But this time she used a little strength, not only did she not tell him to let go, but she grabbed it tighter and tighter.

The cuckoo was a little annoyed: "What else do you want? It's not enough to kill my father and mother?

"Ajuan, don't be like this. I..."Duan Hongye looked at her painfully, such a cuckoo was something he had never seen before.

In the past, the two had a good relationship, and the little cuckoo relied on him wholeheartedly, and he was the main one in everything. Obviously, at that time, a little bit of a small person could make him feel warm all over his body and mind. Later, he went back to Yangzhou, and had a strange illness in a daze, thinking that he would die of illness like this, but who knew that he was sick for less than a year and inexplicably better.

He had almost no memory of the days of that year. I only vaguely remember that in order to treat him, my father and mother spent a lot of effort. But it feels as if when he was sick, the cuckoo came, and the two were still husband and wife.

When he woke up from his strange illness, the memories of that year were only vague and scattered fragments like dreams in his mind. The fragments of those dreams seemed to remind him not to forget that there was a girl who was still waiting for him to go back and marry her.

And when he was full of joy and told his parents that he was preparing for his marriage. But someone came to the door with the mandarin duck he gave to the cuckoo, saying that the little girl he met on the road wanted him to hand over something, and said that "the ends of the world, everyone is fine".

Then, he couldn't find her. Whether it is Xiaohuxian Village or Yangzhou City, she has searched all the places she may have passed along the way, but there is no figure called Du Juan.

Helplessly finding the dreamer is also the last glimmer of hope in despair. The legend of the Dream Inducer was overheard by him on the street, and after careful inquiry for a long time, he confirmed that there really was such a person at the time. And looking for the dream guide for help means that the person he wants to find is no longer in this world.

When he didn't get a response from the dreamer, his mood was both resistant and faintly anticipating. Resisting the dream inducer's response, he was afraid that if the dream inducer agreed, it meant that Ajuan was really no longer alive, and what he was looking forward to was that if the dream inducer accepted the commission, it would mean that he could see Ajuan.

Originally, everything should have been fine, but when I fell into a dream and saw Ajuan, I was able to accompany her to re-walk the road of life, and even, if possible, I could figure out who killed Ajuan.

If it weren't for the damn dreamer, if it wasn't for her meddling in dreams... Duan Hongye's expression was uncontrollably distorted, his relationship with Ajuan should not be like this, if it wasn't controlled by others, Ajuan and himself should be sweet and sweet at this time.

Du Juan looked at the expression on his face, from the initial pain and entanglement, it slowly became cold and terrifying, he didn't want to see him in the first place, and he didn't even want to give him an expression at this time: "It seems that I said it, since this is the case, then I will be at home at any time waiting for your Young Master Duan to take my life in person." ”

After speaking, he pulled his arm back violently, and walked away without looking back.

Duan Hongye didn't notice it for a while, and she really broke away. Looking at her figure gradually walking away, I can't say what it feels like in my heart, and the hand that originally grabbed her arm intuitively was cold to the bone at this time, and the coolness seemed to take root in his heart through his body.

For thirty-seven days, such scenes were repeated day by day, and he thought of countless ways to communicate with the cuckoo in countless ways, and the final result was exactly the same. Thinking about the situation that was about to be repeated, Duan Hongye couldn't stop having a headache.

But today it was a little different, he didn't see the cuckoo on the well. Duan Hongye frowned slightly, could it be that he miscalculated the time today, and Ajuan hasn't come over yet?

Looking up at the sky, Duan Hongye's heart moved slightly, and he thought of a possibility. didn't care about anything else at the moment, turned around and walked towards the small courtyard where the cuckoo lived.

The cuckoo was taking advantage of the fact that the sun was not so strong at this time, and took out some dried vegetables to dry. Then I saw a human head faintly emerging from the fence wall outside the courtyard.

You don't have to think about it to know who it is, this Du family's small courtyard, since the death of his father and aunt, few people have come over. The only one who runs here from time to time, except for Duan Hongye, doesn't think about it.

After finishing the work in his hand as if he had not heard it, the little cuckoo went into the house and came out with a scimitar. walked straight to the door and opened the door of the small courtyard, and looked at Duan Hongye quietly.

Seeing that she took the initiative to come over and open the door, Duan Hongye was overjoyed, his eyes flashed with a sparkling light, and he greeted him and said, "Ajuan!"

The little cuckoo didn't look at his face, and stuffed the scimitar in his hand into him: "Duan Gongzi can do it." ”

"Do it?" Duan Hongye looked at the scimitar in his hand suspiciously, looked up at her expression, and suddenly understood what she was talking about, and his face suddenly sank.