After listening to the innkeeper's words, Lan Yile was in a somewhat dull mood, she was not in a good state, and her mood was a little low.

She didn't want to disturb their mood by entering the room, and she was afraid of worrying them, so she went into a small hall next to her and sat down.

She needed to sort out the current situation, she could be sure that she had never been to this Xile Village, and she had never seen that picture, why she kept dreaming about this scene, no matter how she thought about it, she felt that there was something wrong.

If she dreams once, it may be a coincidence, but it has been a year, and she has had the same dream I don't know how many times, and too many coincidences must not be a coincidence.

At first, she was in a pitch black environment, except for the voice calling out to herself, everything around her could not be seen clearly, and she was also confused, but in her panic, she had touched the table, it was stone, yes, she could still remember the cold touch of her fingertips.

Later, the surrounding environment became clearer and clearer each time, and until recently, she could basically see her surroundings clearly.

It was an old courtyard house, and there was a thick ginkgo tree in the middle of the yard, and the leaves had fallen to the ground, a thick layer, and no one had cleaned it for an unknown amount of time, and walking on it would make a creaking sound.

The stone table, the stone bench, the ginkgo tree, the ancient house, the coffin, the white bone, the purple bead, the piles are all so bizarre and incredible.

The call in the dream is full of desolation, grief, and deep longing, every time I hear it, I cry like rain in the dream, maybe those who cry in the middle of the night are also affected because of this, although they can't hear the call, but they are infected by the sad breath.

In the last dream, she was isolated by a transparent wall, and there was no way to cross it by all means, she was in a hurry outside, and the beads in the wall kept glowing red, and she could see that it was also in a hurry.

Lan Yile was puzzled, she didn't know what the situation was now, could that white bone be him? The purple figure in your dreams? Or is it the person on the other end of the concentric mantra, or are they the same person?

In fact, Lan Yile already had the answer in her heart, it was him, and they were the same person, because they gave her the same feeling.

Lan Yile lowered her head and stroked the red marks on her hands, the color of the red marks seemed to be slightly darker than before, and all signs indicated that she was about to find him.

"I'm going to have to go to this place anyway this time and see, what the hell is going on? After so many years, I finally have some eyebrows, even if I look through this place, I will find him!"

Lan Yile's face was firm, she would not give up no matter what this time.

Twenty-five years, she has been searching for so many years, and now even the sword mountain and the sea of fire in front of her can't stop her from going on, she firmly believes that he must be calling her, she has come here, maybe only one step away from him, no matter what, she must persevere to the end.

Lan Yile clenched his fists, hammered down the table, and made up his mind. Then he rubbed his face, took a few deep breaths, adjusted his emotional expression, stood up, and walked to the room.

"Sister Lan, you're back! Come on, how about you come and help me see this bib dress?" As soon as he entered the room, Shi Xiaoxiao shouted.

"Well, that's good, let's wear this dress, it's a lot more beautiful!" Shi Xiaoxiao is delicate and young, and she is really beautiful in this fan strap dress.

"Oops! Sister Lan, what are you doing...... Woo woo woo", after praising Shi Xiaoxiao's Lan Yile, he couldn't help pinching Shi Xiaoxiao's collagen-full face, which provoked a little protest.

It's a pity that Lan Yile still entertains himself, completely ignoring the wishes of the protesters.

"Wow! Sister Lan, your eyes are so beautiful, big, watery, and your eyelashes are so long!" Shi Xiaoxiao, who watched Lan Yile up close, discovered the new world, "Don't move, I'll take a look again, I'm really envious, Sister Lan is so cute, her skin is good, she can barely see the pores, it's the same as the doll I was when I was a child." ”

", you're a doll, your whole family is a doll." Lan Yi was happy, he originally wanted to tease Shi Xiaoxiao, but he didn't expect to be teased, it is really feng shui in turns, and the world is impermanent! Shi Xiaoxiao actually began to reverse.

Lan Yile suddenly thought of something, and leaned in front of Xiaoxiao, thief's head and brain, "Who will you show it if you wear it so well?" Guess what, Xiaoyu? Oh, no, Xiaoyu has a girlfriend, Ni Peng? No, haven't you two always been on the wrong track? Is the tip of the needle on the wheat mang? Hard to say? Playing ,......,Hehe, hey, I cherish each other?"

Lan Yile smiled with a thief on his face, and looked at Shi Xiaoxiao with squeezing his eyebrows.

"Sister Lan, what are you talking about? Whoever sympathizes with him, don't talk nonsense, if he hears it, he will be embarrassed to meet in the future!" The little blushing and the neck are thick, twisting and pinching, Lan Yile knows that eight or nine are not far from ten at a glance.

"Hey, I really don't understand you little young people, what's so embarrassing, be straightforward, like it if you like it, don't like it if you don't like it, what's the ambiguity about twisting and pinching? It's such a waste of time, let me tell you, little girl, if the other party also likes you, you ask naturally, if the other party doesn't like you, you just want to die, and the feelings are not deep before withdrawing, you can ensure that you are the least injured, this is my Lan style, teach you!"

"Sister Lan, what if people don't like me, and I still like them?" Shi Xiaoxiao was a little dazed, she had just left school, she hadn't been in love yet, it was blank, she didn't know how to deal with this problem.

"Xiaoxiao, lover loves himself first, do you think you are very bad?"

"No, I think I'm pretty good." Shi Xiaoxiao was a little embarrassed, and she was a little embarrassed after all.

"Well, yes, you have to keep this state, don't be presumptuous at any time, always keep the state of stinky beauty, and think that you are no worse than anyone else, since you are no worse than anyone else, and the other party doesn't like you, it can only mean that he is not your true destiny, there must be people who really appreciate you and like you behind, don't accommodate people who don't like you, and lower your dignity."

"Well, I see." Shi Xiaoxiao's originally dazed and overwhelmed expression disappeared, and the confidence on her face made her even more beautiful.

"Sister Lan, have you ever had a boyfriend?" Shi Xiaoxiao's gossip factor has come up again.

"Well...... me! My true destiny is still waiting for me to find him, I think soon, I'm almost there. Lan Yile thought for a while and said, his right hand unconsciously touched the red mark on his left hand.

"Sister Lan, haven't you met someone who makes your heart flutter so far?" Shi Xiaoxiao knows that there are actually many people in the company who like Lan Yile, and there are many excellent people among them, why does Sister Lan look down on it?

"Heartbeat feeling?...... Speaking of this, Lan Yile's voice was lowered, and he could barely hear it if he didn't listen carefully, "My heart lost ...... early." ”

"Sister Lan, what are you talking about?" Shi Xiaoxiao didn't listen to Qing Lan Yile's words, and asked again.

"Oh, it's nothing, I'm just a heartless person, really trying to find my heart?" Lan Yile said with a hippie smile again.

"Sister Lan, just kidding again, you see that so many people in the company like you, why do you ......, I heard in private that you reject people very neatly, and you don't have any affection."

"Hey, there's no way, if you don't like it, you don't like it, I've never forced myself to like others, instead of making things unclear, it's better to break off my thoughts as soon as possible, I want to be good to others and myself, I have to follow my heart, I don't like to wronged myself the most."

Lan Yile's heart was lost very early, for as long as she can remember, she felt that her heart was leaking, and she vaguely knew that she was waiting for someone.

She didn't know who she was waiting for, maybe it was the purple figure in her dream, she wasn't sure.

When she was in junior high school, the girls around her were talking about which boy was handsome and which boy was attractive.

Those boys, in her eyes, no matter how you look at it, feel that they are short, no matter how you look at it, they feel very ordinary! Her table mates think she's a freak.

It wasn't until she was eighteen years old, until this red mark appeared on her hand, until she knew that it was called the beginning of the concentric mantra, until she saw the white bone and the purple bead in her dream, that she really knew that she didn't have a heart, but that she had lost it to someone.

At first, as long as she saw this circle of red marks, she was happy, she cared for her like a baby, and her hands were gentle, and she was reluctant to use force, for fear that it would be damaged.

Sometimes she is also affected by the negative emotions revealed by the red mark, but instead of feeling resentful, she is full of impulses to comfort the other party.

Every time the red mark revealed the breath of despair, she would keep telling the red mark, encouraging, kissing, and passing on her full tenderness, until she felt the other party's breath slowly recover.

When she is happy, she will transmit her emotions to the other end through the red marks, so that the people on the other end will also be happy. When she is unhappy, she will carefully hide her emotions and be reluctant to let the other party be unhappy at all.

In the dream, when she saw the white bone for the first time, her heart was like a drum, and she couldn't wait to run to him, it was an unprecedented excitement, it was the first time she tasted the feeling of heartbeat in more than 20 years, the heart that was like death, the moment she saw the white bone, came to life.

Although she couldn't get close to him, the heartbeat of that moment still makes her remember it vividly. Whenever she is alone, she will recall that moment from time to time, she will still blush, and her heart will still beat faster.

She had never experienced such a surging heartbeat, and this feeling made her addicted, making her unable to extricate herself, as if she was addicted, and she needed to recall it over and over again, to hold on, to hide it carefully, for fear that it would slip through her fingers again.

But what will she have to do to find him? Lan Yile had never had such a headache, she held her head and went to the bed, standing up, with a wail in her heart.

"Sister Lan, Sister Lan, what's wrong with you?" Shi Xiaoxiao was frightened, and Lan Yile instantly wilted like a frosted eggplant, which scared her a lot.

"Oh, it's okay, I'm just suddenly a little irritable, let me lie down, slowly!" Lan Yile continued to support the corpse, although she had made up her mind not to find him and resolutely not to give up, but she was still worried about what she would do if she couldn't find him?