The door to the bedroom on the third floor was closed and quiet, and no sound came out.

No one knew when it had darkened, no one turned on the lights, no one spoke, and the living room on the first floor was immersed in a dim silence.

Lanwan is a gorgeous and glorious place of wealth, and the colorful lights flickering outside the window shine dimly through the branches and leaves of the flowers and trees, giving people a ghostly illusion, like a sense of confusion in another world.

In the confusion, you can't tell if it's hell? Heaven? Or is it in a dream?

Each of them is, or has been, a supreme overlord, and should be considered to be in heaven, but their mood at the moment, or their heart, is wandering in hell and suffering.

What is Heaven and what is Hell? In a single thought, who can really tell the difference?

There may be just a dream-like life between the unreal and the real, some people are awake in the dream, trying to break free from the unsatisfactory dream, and some people are asleep outside the dream, nostalgic for the wonderful fantasy that cannot be obtained.

All appearances are vain!

Maybe none of this is true, just in an ethereal dream? All that happened was just some empty delusion that never existed?

The smoke sinks and the water is cold, the moon shadow of the gauze curtain is dry, the light mist is lightly rolled, the shallow mountains are picturesque, and the courtyard is sparse and drizzly. Xingyun is uncertain and pastime, midnight dreams back to the bleak place, vaguely... What year is it? Outside the curtain, the blue bird, the sorrowful lilac, Chu Yu is difficult to break with his dream... Infinite tenderness, living up to the Spring Festival, silently detracting from Zhu Yan...

In an instant, the flames soared into the sky, and the raging fire snake swept wildly in front of him, and the one in his sight was swept into the burning flames, and the flying long hair and white dress burned all in an instant, turning into ashes.

"Dreams! Dream..."When Lan Tianxing was awakened by the piercing burning pain, there was no fire, no flying ashes, and no vanishing figure in front of him, and it was not the hell fire that rose to the sky that burned him, but his own heartache.

His heart was aching, for her in that dream. But who is she?

Those scenes that are constantly changing in front of you, those pictures that travel between hell and heaven, which ones are real and which are illusory?

He couldn't tell which were real stories that had happened before, and which were illusions generated by the demonic obstacles in his mind.

The night was so long that everyone was on the verge of breaking down. But no one has ever thought of leaving, whether they are awake or asleep, since they have chosen to face it, how can they get out and escape?

When the morning glow pierced the sea of clouds, there was a dazzling bright color on the horizon, and when the mist of the sun penetrated the branches of the treetops and sprinkled into the hall, the Rose King was awakened by the bright light and looked out the window, and the day was dawn!

Although the hour had not yet arrived, the sky was already bright.

Yu Ling kept looking upstairs, her heart had been hanging like that, and this was how she spent the night.

Hua Tang has been leaning against the window and looking at the scenery outside, as for whether it is a long and bleak night or willow green and red, in his eyes, there is no difference.

This night, they survived silently.

Kang Ran got up from the wicker chair and tidied up his outfit a little, and then kept going up the stairs. Ji Lang stood at the corner of the stairs below without saying a word and looked at Kang Ran, neither saying a word to stop nor stop him, this time he was completely derelict in his duties.

Kang Ran stood outside the bedroom door on the third floor as if he wanted to knock on the door, but his hand was raised in the air and stopped, and he couldn't help but sigh secretly, and hesitated to take it back.

Ji Lang just looked up, although the young master ordered him to guard the door, he didn't stop Mr. Kang from going up, because he was also anxious to know what was going on in the room, and he was afraid of an accident and even wanted to rush in.

Hua Tang walked past Ji Lang and stood behind Kang Ran, persuading, "It's their own fate, we... It can only be an outsider! ”。

Kang Ran looked back at him and asked, "Visitors?" If they... Did something really happen to them, and we just watched like that? ”。

"The long tribulation is like this, no one can change it!" Hua Tang replied, "If it is a doomed result, you can only conform to it." Forced intervention will upset that balance and make the outcome even more unpredictable! ”。

Spectators? Is it the kind of person who can only stand on the outside and watch the excitement, and are indifferent to the life and death of the people in the game, and ignore it, can they put themselves in the perspective of 'spectators' and just watch and don't ask?

Not almost impossible, but absolutely impossible.

"What would have happened otherwise?" Ji Lang quickly followed and asked, "We really have to wait, is there no other way?" ”。

Hua Tang nodded, "Tianxing... Oh, Young Master Lan asked me to tell the third master, and he said... If something really happens to them... The Lan family will entrust it to the third master...".

Ji Lang smiled without any surprise and didn't argue, turned around and looked at the Rose King who was still standing downstairs, there was an agreement between them that they would accompany Lan Tianxing to leave the world and live in seclusion, and this agreement would not change regardless of life or death.

Therefore, Lan Tianxing's entrustment can only be regarded as if he did not hear it, and he will definitely not carry it out.

No matter what the outcome is, someone has to face it, and no matter what the problem is, someone has to come forward to solve it. Kang Ran raised his hand and wanted to push the door, even if he couldn't change the fate of Dusty Meng, at least he could still use force to stop Lan Tianxing's self-martyrdom, right?

"Brother Kang!" Hua Tang grabbed his wrist and shook his head, "This is the result that Tianxing wants, and we have no right to change it for him!" ”。

"What does he want? What he wants is to leave us alone? No..."The Rose King suddenly rushed up the stairs and shouted, "Lan Tianxing, you still owe me love, I want you to pay it all back now, I don't want to wait until the next life...".

"Sister Mei..."Hua Tang shouted to her, as if trying to stop her, Kang Ran and Ji Lang took the initiative to retreat to both sides and give up their positions at the door. The identity of the Rose King is special, and it may be most suitable for her to come forward and stir up at this time.

The door was unlocked, so the Rose King easily opened it and stood in the doorway.

Ji Lang just glanced inside behind the Rose King and retreated, what he wanted to know had already seen it with his own eyes, and he could rest assured.

Lan Tianxing half-knelt in front of the bed to comb Chenmeng's hair, a silver mist in the room lingered, and there seemed to be a very warm warmth in the elegant fragrance of the orchid, which was not as cold as before.

The dusty dream on the marriage bed in the veil was still asleep, fragrant and beautiful as a dream, as if nothing had happened.

The Rose King stood in the doorway and asked, "Tianxing, you... You... You okay? ”。

Lan Tianxing turned around and smiled, "Hmm... It's all right now! She... Still asleep...".

She's still asleep! As long as she is in her dreams, he is there, and he will guard her dreams until she wakes up...

Although the room is warmer and the room temperature should be kept at more than minus 10 degrees, you can feel that the temperature has risen significantly.

Kang Ran couldn't help but glance at Hua Tang, and Hua Tang nodded silently. Although they didn't say anything, they should have understood each other.

"Tianxing, you... Are you okay too? The Rose King asked anxiously again. She was afraid that Lan Tianxing would use a way to hurt herself to save Chenmeng.

"It's okay..."Lan Tianxing sighed softly, "I dreamed of 'girl', just now... Maybe she helped us...".

"Girl? You mean... Blue Fox Dust Dream? The Rose King couldn't help but look at Ji Lang, Hua Ruyu said that the blue fox had already disappeared when she turned the spell into blood in order to break Yun Yu's seal, how could she still appear?

Lan Tianxing nodded, "It's her!" She... Also endured a lot for me, I... Seems to owe her too! ”。

"The reincarnation of the world, the cycle of cause and effect, and the reciprocation of heaven and man, it is not clear who owes whom at all..."Kang Ran persuaded, "Right and wrong, after a hundred years, there will be a conclusion!" ”。

Lan Tianxing shook his head, there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes, "Different paths, even if we meet, we are not willing to accept it!" But she has endured so much for me...".

"If it is willing, how can it be said that it is bitter or not bitter?" Kang Ran persuaded, "If it were you, you would choose it this way...".