The flowers fall and bloom year after year, and the years are in full bloom.

The infatuated Meijuan went with Lang, but it is a pity that the yin and yang are not connected.

Approaching midnight, Qianjunbo heard a woman calling her name, "Self-respect... Self-respect..."This voice is very slow and weak, but it is like a cold wind sweeping across the back, making people feel so desolate, so cold. A woman dressed in white with long hair scattered on her chest was sitting on the sofa next to the bed, and Junbo tried to see the woman clearly, but her hair obscured her appearance.

Jun Bo felt that this woman seemed familiar, "Girl, who are you and why are you here late at night?"

"Qianlang.... Qianlang, don't you remember Wan'er? Wan'er misses my Qianlang all the time. When he finished speaking, he let out a mournful cry......

How could Qianjunbo forget Wan'er, who was obsessed with him thousands of years ago, he approached Wan'er excitedly, wanting to see the face that he missed every night.

Qianjunbo slowly brushed away the hair in front of Wan'er's face, and his face was pale, and he couldn't see a trace of blood, "Wan'er, why are your eyes so dull? What's wrong with you......"

When Junbo's eyes looked at Wan'er's neck, he was really frightened, a deep blood mark was clearly visible, the white skin turned outward along the scar, and the muscles under the skin bloomed out, which must have been injured by a sharp blade.

Qianjun was sweating profusely, only to hear Wan'er shouting desolately: "Qianlang, after you leave, Wan'er will definitely kill herself and go with you...... Qianlang, after you leave, Wan'er will definitely kill herself and go with you......" kept repeating this sentence.

A rumbling thunder sounded, Qian Junbo opened his eyes, his breath was short, and the beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks.

"It turns out... It turned out to be a dream! Did you really do something stupid that day? Why don't you live well?"

Qianjunbo's tears of hatred shook in his eyes, he hated the feudal empire thousands of years ago, if it wasn't for that era when the concept of hierarchy was extremely deformed, how could he be separated from his beloved, if he wasn't born in that era when only the powerful were the protagonists, how could there be no place for me......

Before dawn, the rain poured outside the window, thunder and lightning, and a lightning bolt swept across the dark room to illuminate the dark room instantly, and Qian Junbo clearly saw that there was indeed a woman on the sofa whose hair was messy and covered half of her face, and from time to time there were water droplets dripping from the tip of her hair on her body, and there were some blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and the exposed eye was staring at Qian Junbo.

Qian Junbo suddenly sat up and lit the lamp.

"Poetry... Why are you here, don't you sleep at home at night, are you scary to sit here?"

"I... I'm just sitting here, what's the matter! I do!" Wang Shiman looked a little angry.

Qianjun Bo said: "Shiman, is something wrong? How can there be blood on the corner of your mouth? Don't be afraid, tell me about it." ”

Wang Shiman touched the corner of his mouth and said: "Blood you fart, is this lipstick good! Last night, I was drinking with my girlfriends in the bar opposite this hotel, and I forgot the time when I was happy.

People didn't want to disturb you, so they went to sleep in the back room alone. But I heard you talking in your sleep, and kept calling Wan'er... Wan'er... Hmph, who the hell is this Wan'er!" Wang Shiman was coquettish.

Qianjunbo understood that Wang Shiman was jealous.

"Shiman, you hurry up and go to the room inside to take a shower and change into a dressing gown, you see you're soaking wet and you're going to get sick. ”

"You haven't said who Wan'er is? What kind of bath, you can say quickly. ”

Qian Junbo didn't want to deceive Wang Shiman, but he really didn't know where to start, and when he told the truth, he seemed to be making it up.

"Shiman, this Wan'er was the one I loved before, but now... But now I don't know where she is, or how she's doing...... Maybe... Maybe I'm already dead!"

Although Wang Shiman was a little jealous, he still saw that Qianjunbo was very affectionate to Wan'er.

"It turns out... I see... That... Then I wish you a speedy search for your... Love! Let's go take a shower first. ”

Qian Junbo looked at Wang Shiman's slender back and felt a little sad, he could feel the heart of this kind and beautiful girl for himself, and he also knew that Wan'er thousands of years ago was long gone, but the most important thing at this time was not the personal relationship of his children, but to have his own world in this strange era as soon as possible, only in this way can he be qualified to love and have the ability to protect his beloved.

In the bathroom, Wang Shiman raised her head slightly, and the water gushing out of the lotus sprinkler hit her face, she deliberately turned the water temperature up, and then turned it up, and the cold in her body was slowly forced out by the hot water. After a long sigh, she seemed to be in a much calmer mood, she was pondering what Qianjunbo said, and she heard that Wan'er might be dead.

Everyone will be selfish in the face of love, this is common sense, including Wang Shiman, of course. If Wan'er is dead, she will feel sorry for Wan'er, and the string of jealousy in her heart can be relaxed. If Wan'er appeared in front of Junbo again...... Thinking of this, she forced herself to stop her thoughts, she didn't want to assume any more... She was a little scared of such ifs!

Wang Shiman didn't say anything to Qian Junbo after taking a bath, but fell asleep alone in the room.