When Bai Yi entered Ming Yanwei's dream, what he saw was a picture that shocked him.

What unfolded in front of him was not the realistic picture he originally imagined, but a movie-like story.

But this is not Ming Yanwei's story

, she is also just a spectator, and she is silently standing in the air at this time looking at everything in front of her......

What they see in front of them is the story of a teenager.

The majestic mountains, the majestic palaces, and the mighty guards all tell the story of the family's strength.

Now, it was accompanied by a loud cry that made a loud roar. Born, born, prince, princess born!

It's the little prince!

This cry is the cry that covers the thunder in the sky, and it is said that it is also a god who has been in drought for three years, and this baby has brought a rain of rain as soon as it is born.

From the king to the guards, there was uncontrollable joy on their faces, and no one would restrain them, although many people were only happy

It's the upcoming celebration with a lot of money.

So the boy was born to the cheers of the crowd, and this joy infected the two people present, and they both showed faint smiles;

As soon as the picture turned, the baby had gradually grown, but the joy was also less and less, he

When he was three years old, his parents invited a big man to tell him his fate, and they calculated that this child would live thirteen years in this life, even if the immortals came into the world, they could only sigh in vain......

Laughter and laughter

Away from this child, looking at the child with pink makeup, the whole palace did not want to believe this fact;

The scenery in front of me has changed again, and the picture is already a young man, but his face is full of loneliness at this age when he should be carefree......

There were all dead yellow grass and trees around, and there was only a girl with a negative bow beside her who comforted softly, looking at the young man's pale face full of distress.

A tear silently slipped from the boy's face, and thunder rang out in the sky, and dark clouds gathered...... And in the palace of a hundred zhang away

In the middle, everyone surrounded their little prince, as if no one had forgotten that they had called another boy like this...... The picture turned again, there was a little more cinnabar between the young man's eyebrows, and several girls were surrounded by him, all of whom looked at the young man with admiration.

And the boy just chuckled silently,

The smile is full of self-deprecation, only the silver hair is swaying in the pear blossoms in the sky, and the back is pitiful...... In the distance, a girl with a negative bow was silently watching......

The picture turns and turns, the boy has always existed in the world, but his identity has changed and changed, and the cinnabar between the eyebrows has grown from nothing to something

None, the long hair of the shawl turns from black to white and from white to black......

It seems to be a reincarnation, and it seems to be an immortal game in the world, but the two feel that this is more like a curse. The boy will never make it past his sixteenth birthday...... I'll never live to be sixteen,

The memory will only last sixteen years. Eternal youth is a vicious curse for him......

The two stood in place, as if a soft word came from their ears, telling inexplicable sadness, and the white suit was awakened by the sound of ticking, but when they looked up, they saw a pretty face with pear blossoms and rain. After being silent for a long time, Bai Yi spoke, "Xiaowei, I haven't seen you for a long time."

It's nice to see you again. "Actually, I've been watching you, all the time, I've seen you grow up, the little girl in the past has grown up.

The girl's eyes were full of disbelief. Ming Yanwei: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?!I must be dreaming, um, but."

It's a dream like that. Xiaowei, you're not dreaming, no, you're dream......ing! Oops, I can't tell...... Forget it, Xiaowei, you're just dreaming. Listen to me, Xiaowei, I need your help.

It's just just

That's the man

It's good if you help grandpa draw it.

Hmm, grandpa, do you mean those just now?" the girl wondered.

Well, that's right, the sooner the better....... After speaking, the figure became more and more faint, and finally completely dissipated. But the white suit on his own happened to one

was indifferent, just said to Ming Yanwei: Goodbye. Ming Yanwei just wanted to reach out and grab the gradually dissipating figure, but the whole world suddenly shattered like a mirror.

Grandpa! Ming Yanwei woke up from her sleep, but found herself lying on the bed. After a long time in a daze

I thought, "Is it a dream, but it's too real......"

Sure enough, she just took it all as a dream, but it was not in vain to dress in white, which left a mark on her heart......

Soon, everything returned to calm again, until one day, when she habitually rubbed the fish-shaped pendant,

I found that it was not as round as before, but a little rough texture. She quickly plucked it off her neck.

When I looked closely, I found that there was an almost penetrating crack on it. She was sad, but surprised, she usually cherished the pendant, but she didn't know it

How did you get it...... She sighed, ready to put it away in a drawer.

But at this moment, he suddenly remembered that the young man in her dreams often seemed to be wearing a similar pendant on his chest!!

At this time, the words of the grandfather in the dream sounded in my mind again: "Draw that young man and help grandpa ......"