Is it a dream?

It is a huge mansion, and under the snow-white Western building is a sea of lilies that shine in the rain......

It's a dream. I looked up at the raining sky, the raindrops falling from my body to the ground reflecting the gray sky, and for a moment, the two figures under the Western building in front of me were stacked together.

Clear...... Ying'er ......

Ying'er, Yang ...... Ying'er ......

A soft light hit the eyelids in the haze, like a meter of sunshine that finally cleared on a rainy day, warm and soft. In a daze, I turned over and buried myself in the familiar soft pillow, the warm soapy fragrance and the faint smell of lilies scurrying in my nose, as if the previous catastrophe was just a nightmare.

Belch? Nightmare!?

I opened my eyes suddenly, and sat up straight, the soft light in front of me illuminating the room, and it was gorgeous everywhere as if it were about to shine.

His hand gently rubbed the mattress under him, and Simmons was carrying a thick bed of duck down, and the soft silk quilt was covered with snow-white snow silk jacquard. The family has never been wealthy, but I can recognize this as Suzhou embroidery, such a simple texture and such a fine weave, now even if the value is even the city, it is hard to find.

What kind of place is this that would be willing to use such a valuable thing on oneself?

Why is it so familiar, and why is it so unfamiliar? Obviously the bed is such a warm bedding and mattress, but I myself am afraid and fearful?

I timidly gathered the silk quilt covering my body, and looked around through the gauze tent covering the solid wood bed, and the figure at the head of the bed suddenly reached out from outside the snow-like gauze tent and grabbed my hand firmly.

"Awake?" It's a real male voice.,But there's no adult voice change magnetism.,It's a little young and crisp.。

He looked at the figure beside the bed beside him, the dark shadow was not very real, but the memory overlapped with the figure before the coma. Was he the one who opened the security door and took me out of the bank? So why did he save himself?

My mind was full of questions, but for some reason I was reluctant to speak, as if there was an indescribable sense of oppression in the room that prevented me from saying a word at any moment.

"Can't speak? Are you mute? ”

The shameful laughter outside the gauze tent made my impression of the outsider drop a little bit, I opened my mouth in anger, but I still couldn't make a sound as I wanted, and my throat became more and more painful several times, so I could only shut up and honestly bow my head and not respond.

Seeing that I was silent, there was a faint chuckle outside the gauze tent, and then a piece of tea and a piece of ink were handed in along his loose hand. Before I could ask any questions, the strong and powerful font on the tea announcement showed its intention.

"If you don't want to speak, just write, this is the Lu family, my name is Lu Xuelan."

I took the purple bamboo rat whisker on the green jade pen stand, and casually traced his name on the cloud inkstone, and the unexpected ease and comfort made me sweep away the previous nervous nerves.

"Lu Jia?"

Some stiff little seals were written in the gap between his words and words, if there was no such thing, I was afraid that I would have forgotten that I would have written such a thing as a small seal.

"Yes, you passed out, so I can only bring you back."

Passed out? The memories finally stayed on the wrist that hurt because of the dragging, and it seemed that this person named Lu Xuelan was not lying to himself. But if he would break in to save himself, does that mean he can see those things too?

"You're not afraid, those"

Before I could finish writing, he immediately snatched the rice paper from outside the curtain and answered all my questions with a stroke of his pen.

"I just saw a stupid guy pitifully tight in the encirclement, so I picked it up!"

A sucker?

Looking at the words on the tea xuan, it seemed to pour out his full ridicule, and gave me a heavy blow. Indeed, in retrospect, I was so scared that I was so stupid that I didn't resist.

A few words of ridicule made me relax a lot, although I didn't carefully examine the more meaning of the belt, but I suddenly thought of something in my mind, and suddenly I opened the gauze tent and asked him: "You said the encirclement, you can see it?" Those are ......."

The face outside the gauze tent was as I thought, a boy under the age of sixteen, with a neat shirt and a light khaki slim vest pinned to it. A white face under the simple short hair shows a childish and innocent face, which is a kind of appearance that has never experienced wind and frost and has been doing what he wants since he was a child. It's just that those eyes like the bright moon seem to hide a kind of nostalgia and pity.

Are you really looking at me......

Who is he, why did he save himself, why did he show such a commonplace attitude towards those ghosts, and what is the Lu family? Is it something to do with what happened to me?

Without giving me time to investigate and excavate one by one, outside the door of the mahogany room not far away, another person walked into the room without hesitation, with a light smile that he habitually hung on his face, looked at me with a rather meaningful gaze, and asked Lu Xuelan.

"Xue Lan, is she awake?"

The voice is very calm, making people have an indescribable peace of mind and gentleness, the deep voice unique to mature men reveals the feeling of Schubert's "Swan Song", a voice that can be followed to explore the world, as if to calm everything around me, including my heart.

I looked at the person in front of the door stupidly, and vaguely heard Lu Xuelan's faint disdain, only to see him turn around and stand up to face the comer, mercilessly blocking my gaze.

"Brother...... You, uh, you're here. ”

The voice seemed a little reluctant, did he not want me to meet this person?

I retracted my nymphomaniac curiosity and sat down quietly and carefully at the head of the bed. I never knew what I should say at this time, and I seemed to be afraid that I would speak rashly, and it would be a little rude to declare that I would take over the master. Yu Guang involuntarily looked at Lu Xuelan and another person standing there, and my brain was whitened in an instant. Just watched the pair of clean casual leather shoes move from the overlapping figure with Lu Xuelan to the direction of Tongming, and in a few steps, they had already crossed in front of him.

"Miss Yang, I'm really sorry, my brother is not sensible, and I frightened you."

The voice was as reassuring as before, and the aftermath caused ripples in his mind, as if a blank space had been deliberately carved out in his mind, just to record all of him. I was a little confused, and timidly looked at his face close to my own.

They're brothers, but aren't they that ......?

As if there was some surprise at the movement of my head, the warm face of the comer shook a slight stunned, and then immediately changed to a smile that was cloudy and foggy, but even this demonstration still did not prevent me from reading from his eyes the sadness that I could not understand at all, the pair of eyes washed like black diamonds skimmed away the pain and seemed to hide some expectations and worries, and there was some joy and comfort in the reversal.

The complex emotional rotation made me feel a little tired visually, and a strong sense of sleepiness poured down from my mind at this time, straight to my eyes. I couldn't care about my trance-like sense of balance and tried to capture more information before I lost consciousness again.

"You...... Who is ......?"

In a panic, my body shook for a while, and I couldn't find a support to grab the sleeve of the person in front of me, seeing that it was close and far from his chest, I was a little afraid to throw myself into his arms, and I couldn't help but scream in my heart that something was wrong, and instinctively pushed towards his arm, and subconsciously adjusted my center of gravity and tried to fall to the bed.

I only felt that in the moment when it was pitch black in front of me, my body was pulled back into a warm embrace. It was a faint scent of lilies, warm and soft, wide and safe......

"You may not know my name yet, my name is Lu Xue......"

The last memory is only the dark world and the words that echo in my ears for a long time, and what happened in this short day really makes me feel that my brain is not enough......

Maple......

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