The place where the white cat was standing was about a dozen paces away from him. The air in between was steaming like a sun-scorched asphalt on a summer day, as if hot lava was buried beneath the rocks.

Petru suddenly felt depressed, and his breathing became sticky and unsustainable. His eyes were not very bright, and he could not see the distant scenery very clearly.

He rubbed his eyes, and saw Lavière, in the purple-blue dress they had worn when they had kissed on the banks of the Tiber, smiling at him like a holographic projection in the changing light and shadow between the white cat and him.

Petru understood in an instant, and he fell asleep. But whose dream is it? It's mine? Or is it this woman's? Or is it the cat's?

If this is someone else's dream, why can you see Lavier? Even if they had seen Lavière, they would not have seen Lavière like this—that was what the young had been when they had their happiest time in Rome.

If it had been his dream, Petrux had never seen the white cat. He had heard that the Thai royal family liked to keep a white cat, but he had never seen one. Moreover, he clearly felt that the cat was a conscious entity, even if it was so far away, he could still feel the cold and strong spiritual aura emanating from its body, which was by no means something created by his consciousness with the help of memory.

Lavier was waving at him.

There seemed to be a mysterious force pulling him, and Petrux walked uncontrollably towards Lavier. Lavier held out his hand to him, and he did, and as he got closer, a touch between his fingers sent an electric sensation through Petrux's body. Excited and sad, he gently took Lavier's hand, took her into his arms, hugged her and said:

"Lavier, I love you!"

Lavier sobbed softly in his arms, blaming him for leaving her alone in an Egyptian prison for too long. Petru's heart was tormented with great self-reproach and pain, and he could only hug Lavier tightly, unable to say a word.

Then he felt the ravier in his arms melt and turn into a pool of tears, half wetting his bosom, half floating in the air, turning into a cloud with rain and drifting away into the distance.

Petru got up to chase after him, and suddenly felt a trance, as if he had walked through a film of soap bubbles, from one bubble to another.

The rain clouds were gone, and the white cat cleared up, opened its pink lips, and meowed at him. Petru felt a powerful spiritual force that hit his chest like a stone.

He immediately understood that at this moment, he was really already in the cat's dream. It's just that he doesn't understand, why does a yellow cat turn into a white cat in a dream? It's like an Indian dreaming that he subconsciously turns himself into a Slav.

……

Aoki watched Su Huilan and Petru fall asleep at the same time, the two dreams overlapped, and then Petru himself walked into a sound dream, and had to admire Su Huilan's subtle control of the dream.

Her means of letting Petru fall asleep are very ingenious and soft, not as simple and rude as when Aoki led Hu Xing into Xia Wenyuan's dream, although there was a factor for Aoki to teach Hu Xing at that time, even if there was no factor, Aoki probably would not be so delicate to control mental power, this may be the difference between men and women, Aoki guessed.

In the snowy dream, Petru and Su Huilan had already started talking. Petru begins to tell the story of his past and why he is here, and the flowing mirror image of his subconscious memories plays out like a movie.

The story of the red-bearded pirate is certainly thrilling, but Aoki's attention at the moment is completely on Su Huilan, because when Su Huilan was hypnotizing just now, he smelled a hint of fragrance.

Although the fragrance is very faint, faint as the first sprout on the old willow tree in Liuying Lane when the ice and snow have not yet melted, even if you come close, you can't smell the smell of spring, but for someone who has seen spring, it tells you unmistakably that spring is coming.

Aoki remembered the irresistible scent of a woman in the darkest corner of the bar on that damp summer night, with a woman whose face she couldn't see clearly.

That has to be traced back to the beginning of the story -

That day, Aoki replaced Professor Mei Yiqiu and went to the criminal investigation team to help Shi Dazhuang interrogate Zhao Pengcheng. After the interrogation, Hu Xing sent him back to Liuying Lane, and bought him a lighter on the way.

That afternoon, he met Ma Fuqing, who seemed honest at the time, in his studio, and the poor headless woman in Ma Fuqing's dream, who was later confirmed to be his wife.

That night was Mo Yu's first time singing in a bar, and he could tell at a glance that she was sleepwalking. Later, Mo Yu told the story about the mirror, and Aoki heard Situ's name for the first time.

Many of the stories that later became extremely complicated began on that day. Aoki's life is like a mess, and on that day it was pulled out of the thread, and to this day, the thread is getting longer and longer, but the mess is still messy, but it is divided into several balls from one mass.

Of all that happened, however, what impressed Aoki the most, and always lingered in his heart, was the refreshing scent of the woman in the dimly lit corner of the bar who couldn't see her face, and the mysterious symbol she drew on the table.

When he was in southern Yunnan, Aoki taught a woman with a similar fragrance - cuckoo. But the difference is that the cuckoo was raised by Dewar in a scented drug since childhood, so it is full of fragrance.

And that woman is different. Her scent does not come from her body, nor from her mouth, but rather from a means of mental hypnosis. Her psychic power hits the olfactory center in your brain, allowing you to "smell" the fragrance directly, without the need for chemical molecules to enter your nasal cavity to stimulate the end of the olfactory nervous system.

That night, Aoki never saw the woman's face clearly, because the light was too dim, because the fragrance was too strong. The woman drew a symbol on the table that confused Aoki but remained relevant to him throughout the events that followed—the hourglass-like symbol of time, which Mei Yiqiu said was a mirror symbol of time and space, and Dewar said that it was the symbol of the League of the Awoken.

In addition to the fragrance and symbols, what he can still remember that night is the back of the woman rushing into the heavy rain.

Aoki finally understood why he had a particularly familiar feeling when he first saw Su Huilan's back in Professor Mei's laboratory. I didn't think about it at the time, probably because the lab wasn't humid enough, the light wasn't dim enough, and it didn't rain that day.

His mind moved slightly, and he looked up at the sky.

The scene in the white cat's dream has changed slightly. A dark cloud drifted in, hanging low above their heads, and the light dimmed.

The white cat and Su Huilan turned their heads to look at Aoki at the same time. Aoki smiled at them and motioned for them to continue.

Then, drop by drop, the rain fell.

The crow standing on top of Aoki's head bowed his head and said, "Hey, what are you doing?" It's going to drench them. My snow is so beautiful, do you want to let them rain it? ”

Aoki smiled, "Are they afraid of the rain?" ”

It was raining heavily.

Su Huilan turned her back to Aoki at the moment.

Aoki saw the delicate and blurred back of a woman in the dim sky light and in the drizzling rain.

That's her!

Once again, Aoki was sure.

Petru, who was "telling a story", also felt the rain and stopped to look up at the sky. Su Huilan used her spiritual power to protect him and prevent him from being affected.

However, the cold and wet feeling coming from her body told her unmistakably that it was really raining, not just a dream!