She bowed her head and imprinted a kiss on the child's forehead.

It's soft.

And the child giggled and rejoiced. Even, I like my own mother more than I like my own mother.

"From now on, I'll be your godmother, okay?"

The self in the dream looked more and more gentle, the curvature of the corners of his lips rose, and his voice was as clear as water.

"Babble!"

The newborn Xiao Junli looked extremely smart, and his big golden eyes were purring.

That look, obviously agreed.

The self in the dream couldn't help laughing, and laughed out loud, "It's so naughty and cute." ”

……

Dream about this.

Zi Qianmo suddenly woke up.

A pair of beautiful light-colored eyes opened, and their eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

How could you have such strange dreams?

She sat up, put on a coat, walked over to the dresser, and sat down.

Facing the shining bronze mirror.

The girl in the mirror has a cold face and is beautiful, giving people an unapproachable, noble and glamorous feeling.

And the self in the dream, obviously the facial features are very similar, but the temperament is completely different, gentle like water, calm like a mountain, giving people an absolutely reliable and approachable feeling. It's such a love of laughter, such empathy, and such a rich expression.

Zi Qianmo was confused.

She couldn't help but reach out a hand and put it on the side of her face.

"She's me?"

She muttered.

It's still the same cold voice as ever.

is the opposite of the self in the dream, one is cold, the other is soft.

"Nope."

Zi Qianmo refused to accept it, shook his head, and vetoed the idea, "It's just a dream." ”

She told herself, don't overthink it.

Then try to get the strange fragments of the dream out of your mind.

She used the fastest speed to freshen up, pick up herself, and changed into a clean and elegant lake blue pleated flow fairy group, which is a corset style, but not too tight, leaving room for it, if you start to move, it is also very convenient, and she will not be tied.

She took the big red turtle shell admission ticket for the freshman entrance examination, and was ready to go out.

Who would have thought that as soon as he stepped out of Mochen Pavilion, he saw Si Junli head-on.

"Sister Qianmo, early."

Si Junli was going out for a morning run and came back, wearing a close-fitting green clothes at the moment, his handsome and delicate little face was covered with sweat, and there were a few strands of black hair, which were stuck to the side face, adding a bit of temptation.

Zi Qianmo was stunned for a moment, and the dream he had had last night subconsciously flashed in his mind.

The soft and tender little doll, with a pair of golden eyes looking at herself trustingly, grabbed a strand of her hair, giggled and babbled at her.

It is also called Si Junli.

Xiao Jun leaves.

Is it a coincidence?

But the intuition of the demon king Bai Ze told her that there were not so many coincidences in this world.

"Early."

She nodded at him.

I didn't stay long and left.

Didn't look at it much, didn't ask much.

Everything, on a given day, will have an answer. She believes that all this is arranged by heaven.

Just like her encounter, acquaintance, and acquaintance with Mo Yan, it is also an inevitability.

Zi Qianmo rode the carriage of the Purple Mansion and traveled all the way to the west.

After an hour, we arrived at our destination.

Xuanwu College.

Standing in the middle of a group of gentle, low mountain ranges, the scale of the building is so large that the ten palaces add up to about the same.