Thinking that the two have known each other for a long time, it will be almost a year to get married.

Jin Yuan didn't ask until today, and he didn't know how long he had been stuffed in his heart in the past, so Qin Yuan would say don't let Jin Yuan suffocate it.

Jin Yuan's expression was natural, he took Ning Zhao's hand, and the two left the Qian Village hand in hand, and went straight to the restaurant.

When the sky gradually sank, the two went back to Shangshu Mansion, and dinner had already been prepared, and they could start eating when they went back.

During the banquet, Jin Yuan chatted with Ning Zhao as before, and no one felt that something was wrong, but Ning Zhao still looked at Jin Yuan's gentle eyes, and the guilt in his heart was a little greater.

Ning Zhao made up his mind to find a suitable opportunity to talk to Jin Yuan about his past and present lives, which were simply nonsense in the eyes of others.

That night, Ning Zhao dreamed of the last time of his previous life again.

Conspiracy, betrayal, blood, death, all kinds of dark and dirty things, wrapped around him like a ghost in his dreams, powerless to break free.

Death, suffocating death, that kind of pain, Ning Zhao experienced it again, and when she completely broke free from the dream, as soon as she opened her eyes, she looked at Shang Jin Yuan worriedly.

"Nightmare?"

Jin Yuan gently wiped away the cold sweat from Ning Zhao's forehead, his eyes were as gentle as water, and his movements were extremely gentle, treating himself as if he was the most cherished treasure in the world.

"Hmm." Ning Zhao hummed softly and tried his best to bury himself in Jin Yuan's warm arms.

Only in this way can she quickly withdraw from the dream, and only by Jin Yuan's side can she feel love and warmth again.

"It's all right." Jin Yuan gently patted Ning Zhao's back and comforted him softly.

It wasn't until the body in his arms was no longer so stiff and his rapid breathing gradually stabilized that Jin Yuan let go of Ning Zhao slightly, lowered his eyes to look at her, and said, "The hour is still there, Madame is resting for a while." ”

Ning Zhao was still buried in Jin Yuan's arms, nodded when he heard the words, and closed his eyes.

But in my mind, there are still those cruel and bloody images, and the pain of the flesh being cut off from the body piece by piece.

I hadn't dreamed of these for a long time, maybe it was because of Jin Yuan's question in the afternoon, which made Ning Zhao subconsciously remember those painful experiences in his previous life.

Ning Zhao couldn't fall asleep until a pair of warm arms hugged him tightly, and Ning Zhao magically relaxed.

"Sleep, don't be afraid, I'll be with you." Jin Yuan whispered in his ear.

- Do you have any other wishes?

The same warm arms, lightly and heavily, picked up his broken body.

Was Jin Yuan as gentle at that time as he is now?

Ning Zhao didn't know, she only knew how lucky she was in this life to be able to get all of Jin Yuan's love and trust.

The hot heat dripped on the back of her hand, Ning Zhao seemed to be burned, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at her hand-

It was a tear, a tear of one's own.

The touch is unusually familiar, but it is not the first time that Ke Ningzhao has shed tears, and he has never felt it before.

Because of the previous dream, Ning Zhao suddenly noticed that at the end of his previous life, all the touches of his cold and numb body were rapidly disappearing, thinking that it was an illusion, and it was so familiar at this moment.

The hot ...... that finally fell on me Is it tears?

Jin Yuan's tears?

Ning Zhao looked at the back of his hand blankly.

Jin Yuan noticed the strangeness of the person in his arms, looked down, and in the next moment, Ning Zhao raised his eyes, and a pair of moist eyes looked straight into Jin Yuan's heart.

"Madame......"

"Jin Yuan."

Ning Zhao interrupted Jin Yuan's words, his eyes were never as serious as they were at this moment, and there was still an emotion that Jin Yuan couldn't understand.

It's so silent, and it's weirdly intense.

"I have something to tell you."

Those secrets have been in his heart for a long time, and Ning Zhao, who has been in his heart for a long time, thinks that he will not take them out.

thought that as long as she took revenge in this life, she would be able to put aside the nightmares of her previous life and spend her life with Jin Yuan.

But those dreams were reminding Ning Zhao.

These things have happened clearly, and they are her own personal experience, even if it is a past life that no one can go back to, but it is also a memory engraved in her bones.

I can't forget it, I can't lose it, I can only spend it in time, but in the end I find that it doesn't help.

All it takes is a dream to re-enter the maelstrom of that conspiracy.

"Okay."

Jin Yuan looked at Ning Zhao, a trace of distress flashed in his eyes.

But he selfishly wanted to participate in Ning Zhao's complete life.

The winter nights are always so long, the sky never seems to light up, dark and cold, similar to the one in dreams.

Ning Zhao was draped in a big couch and nested in the soft couch, sitting next to Jin Yuan, Ning Zhao looked out the window steadily, afraid of being swallowed by the night, but he wanted to find his sober self in it.

"Do you believe in resurrection from the dead?" The light voice sounded, and it was very clear in the dark night.

After being silent for a long time, Jin Yuan thought that Ning Zhao didn't want to say any more, and he didn't urge, he just wanted to patiently accompany his lover and wait for the next dawn.

But he didn't want to, Ning Zhao spoke.

It was such a puzzling question.

Ning Zhao didn't want Jin Yuan's answer either.

Everyone in the world is like this, Jin Yuan is just an ordinary person, if he doesn't have personal experience, if he talks to him about resurrection, he will also think that person is sick.

"If I say, I'm the one who died once."

Ning Zhao opened his mouth lightly, but he was not as indifferent as he expected, and there was an almost imperceptible tremor in his voice, "Do you believe it?" ”

Jin Yuan looked at Ning Zhao, and after a long time, in Ning Zhao's gradually dimming gaze, he said: "I believe it, as long as it is said by Ah Zhao, I will believe it." ”

Ning Zhao's eyes lit up again, followed by an irrepressible sourness, which began to spread from his heart, until the tip of his nose and eyes were slightly red because of this sourness, and Ning Zhao regained his voice.

"I died once, at the hands of Murong Cheng." Ning Zhao said.

Suddenly fell into a warm embrace, tears left in the corners of his eyes, not as intense as imagined, but silent, with a depressed suffocation.

"But I'm reborn, back to the beginning where I could change everything."

Ning Zhao felt a slight tremor in her arms clenching her, and she gently pulled the corners of her mouth, as if she had unloaded the burden of the world, and her heart was extremely relaxed.

"God gave me a chance to do it all over again, and I made the best choice."

Ning Zhao held Jin Yuan's hand, held it in his arms, and then gently closed his eyes, "I chose you, this is the most correct choice I have made in my two lifetimes." ”

Jin Yuan felt that today's dawn was unprecedentedly long, so long that Ning Zhao had already finished talking about his past life and this life, and the sky was still dark.

It seems that before today, the darkness in Ning Zhao's heart that has never been until now has been tormenting her over and over again.

"You've got me."

Jin Yuan tightened his arms and let out a long sigh, "I will help you take revenge together." ”

"I will give those who have hurt you their due."

"I'll love you......"

"I will love you with all the love of this life, and if there is really an afterlife, I will never let go!"