The fatigue of the boat and car brought by the continuous rush of travel, coupled with the successive bombardments suffered on the mental level, made Gu Xijun physically and mentally exhausted, and fell asleep on the soft couch.

This sleep, I slept until almost noon.

Lying quietly on the bed, Gu Xijun vaguely saw a person who couldn't see his face clearly, dressed in a red robe, walking towards him from a distance. In her subconscious, the man was supposed to be a man.

The man casually carried one hand behind his back, and grasped a jade ancient flute in the other, gradually revealing his figure in a hazy white mist. His figure was slender and elegant, and the inky green silk was untied, but was casually draped around his body, and the ends of his hair flowed lightly to his ankles.

One step, two steps, his steps were light and strange, slowly approaching his side.

Seeing him approaching, Gu Xijun was so anxious that he hurriedly wanted to move his legs to prepare to respond, but found that his limbs had long since stopped obeying the call, and he wanted to speak, but he couldn't even pronounce half a syllable in his hoarse throat. Forcibly calming down, she immediately observed her surroundings, but everywhere was gray, and she couldn't see anything except the person from far and near.

"Where is this, what is the situation?" Gu Xijun muttered in his heart, tried to struggle a few more times, and found that everything was in vain.

"No, why is it so quiet that there's no movement at all......? Is this a dream?"

Before Gu Xijun could take a closer look, the man in red had quietly arrived at this time, and he was close to her!!

Time froze instantly! Gu Xijun, whose pupils suddenly constricted, was shocked into a cold sweat, and his round apricot eyes widened.

What shocked her even more was that even though the two of them were so close, only the tip of their nose was close to the tip of their nose, they still couldn't see the face of the person in front of them clearly! But intuitively, this person was very familiar with herself.

"The old ...... Jun ......" The man suddenly spoke, his voice cold and soul-deceptive, piercing through the space and hitting her mind.

Gu Xijun was shocked and his heart was rippling. After barely suppressing a stream of evil thoughts, she frowned and asked suspiciously, "Huh...... It's a voice, is that you?

The man did not answer, but suddenly took one of Gu Xijun's hands and walked between the two. His hands were cold to the touch, cold to the bone marrow, without a trace of life!

Just when Gu Xijun was puzzled, the man gently attached to her ear, making the position of the two ambiguous. The cold and seductive words came from his mouth word by word again: "Come with me—perish!"

Thinking that it was a man in red, Gu Xijun felt a lot more relieved at that time, but he was confused by the posture of the two of them. In her subconscious, this man should be Mu Juechen, and she has been in love with him for a long time, even if she sinks in her dreams, she is very willing.

But Gu Xijun has a clear brain circuit after all, and he is a dead duck with a hard mouth, and he refuses to say what he really thinks in his heart. So she looked to him a little distressed, "Look at you, in your dreams, you can't breathe?

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Xijun was about to reach out and attach to the man's face, only to feel a "flicker", and his whole body suddenly leaned back. Then, the two of them fell headfirst down quickly and weightlessly.

Just as the man said about sinking, at this moment the two of them are falling down at a rapid speed.

"Huh...... That's what I mean!

Gu Xijun subconsciously grabbed the man's palm with his backhand, looked at the man in front of him nostalgically, everything was relieved, and he immediately closed his eyes silently.

Even if I accompany you into the abyss, I am willing!

A pleasant birdsong suddenly flowed into Gu Xijun's ears tactfully, pulling her back to reality from the nightmare.

In the afternoon, the breeze is gentle and the fragrance of flowers is pleasant.

Gu Xijun opened his eyes quietly, looked at the drawing talisman that fluctuated in the wind next to the bed, and closed his eyes again.

Now she just wanted to enjoy the quiet and leisurely moment, and leave everything behind for the time being.

But the residual fish in his mouth always reminded Gu Xijun that Mu Juechen must have come lightly again last night to "tonify" himself on time.

To this day, Gu Xijun is really too lazy to think about Mu Juechen's ultimate goal of doing this, but vaguely feels or expects that he will not harm her.

Such a maverick and high-minded person has always been by his side, which makes Gu Xijun always have some unrealistic illusions.

She knew this, because even though he was in a foreign land and was in prison, Mu Juechen still carried out his plan in an orderly manner. It is conceivable that he is firm and determined to repair his soul.

Therefore, Gu Xijun both looked forward to and resisted repairing his soul.

Boom!

Before Gu Xijun finished thinking about it, the sound of slamming the door suddenly sounded.

(The word count is a little worse, and I'll make up for it later.) The starting point will not affect the normal reading, and the system will be automatically updated if there are changes. ）