"Star Shower, Star Shower, wake up, don't sleep."

Who is this voice? Guo Song Xingye had just fallen asleep when he was woken up, and his heart was full of anger.

In fact, this can't be Guo Song Xingye, she has been poisoned for a few days, and she has not slept very peacefully, and now she finally has time to sleep peacefully, and she was told not to sleep by someone she didn't know, and said in her heart: Do you want people to live.

She opened her eyes in a daze, is this the room just now, how does it feel a little different, although it has not changed much from before she slept.

"Xingyu, you're awake."

Who is the star shower? Guo Song Xingye followed this anxious voice, and she actually saw a beautiful man in ancient costume sitting next to her bed.

His black and bright hair was tied high on the top of his head, a pair of charming Danfeng eyes, squinted slightly, his black eyes were full of tenderness, the corners of his mouth gently raised a smile, the hair scattered on his forehead was slightly blown by the wind, and the thin lips at the corners of his mouth that seemed to be smiling showed his ruthlessness.

He was wearing a black Hanfu robe, his collar and cuffs were embroidered with a golden dragon, and he also wore a high crown on his head, and she saw through the man's eyes a long-lost concern.

She thought that when she was sick before, her grandmother and master always looked at her with this kind of eyes, and after grandma and master disappeared, she was rarely looked at by such concerned eyes, and for a while, her anger gradually disappeared.

The man took out a roll of jade slips made of silver thread from his long sleeves, and said to her in a pleading tone: "I found Xingyu, don't you want to die, okay, I don't want you to die."

Guo Song Xingye felt that his body was no longer his own, only his thoughts were his own, and his mouth was uncontrollable: "It's too late, remember...... Don't blame yourself, even if Fusu and ...... I'm gone, so you're going to be okay...... Take good care of yourself. ”

The Fusu she said was actually the eldest son of Emperor Qin more than 2,000 years ago, and the eldest prince won Fusu, which is different from the current Fusu in the underworld, only one word is missing.

The man in the black robe seemed to be extremely sad, and the tears of sadness dripped on the brocade quilt one by one, saying that the man did not flick when he had tears, but he did not reach the sad place!

Guo Song Xingye felt that this man was so pitiful, and slowly she felt that her body was much more relaxed, and she used all her strength to say to the man who was full of sadness: "Don't be sad, my reincarnation will meet you here in two thousand years." It's better to deceive him like this than to be heartbroken, and it's just a dream anyway.

Slowly, her consciousness seemed to break away from her body, and she didn't hear the promise that the black-robed man had made to her.

The man told her that he would wait for her to come back, no matter how many years.

In an instant, the scene in front of her disappeared, ushering in a darkness, thinking of what she just said to the man, that man will not wait stupidly for two thousand years, impossible, normal people can't live that long, not to mention it's just a dream!

"Just now...... Is it a dream? She was still a little unsure.

Guo Song Xingye had already woken up at this time, looked around, made sure that she was still in the dream, made sure that she had come out, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Ahh

"This jade slip...... How could it be... Will it be here? Guo Song Xingye pointed to the jade slip that appeared at the head of the bed out of thin air.

Do you want to pick it up and see what is written inside, is it the volume in your dream? Guo Song Xingye was struggling with her own psychology, and finally, curiosity overcame fear, and she slowly stretched out her hand to Yu Jian.

This jade slip is made of 24 jade sticks, the jade is milky white, crystal clear, and is the best jade. There is a cold touch when you first start, but it is not cold and bitingly cold, a bit like a cool breeze in the summer heat, which makes people very comfortable.

"Why nothing?" Guo Song Xingye is a little lost, it shouldn't be nothing, such an ancient jade slip, it can't be everything, right?

Guo Song Xingye fell into deep thought.

If that dream is true, then this jade slip should also be more than 2,000 years old, maybe even longer...... Then it should also be an object with aura, so it might as well be infused with spiritual power.

Relying on his own random conjecture, Guo Song Xingye began to implement, first injected a small part of his spiritual power into the jade slip, and at that time, the white light was victorious, and the words engraved on the jade slip also began to appear: Xingyu, Hu Hai will never leave.

After reading it, Guo Song Xingye felt that the air flow around her was abnormal, and when she looked up, she was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth, it turned out to be the man in black robes she saw in her dream, just now she was too focused on looking at Yu Jian, and she didn't notice at all when there was a person standing next to her bed.

Is she dreaming or reality? When I saw him, I thought of what I said in my dream, this person won't really wait for more than 2,000 years, more than 2,000 years, then he shouldn't be a human being, right?

Guo Song Xingye was a little panicked, moved back slightly, and then asked the man, "Hey, are you a human or a ghost?"

The man took a step forward, sat on the edge of the bed, touched Guo Song Xingye's hair, and sighed lightly, that gentle appearance made Guo Song Xingye stunned, completely forgetting that he was still very scared and defensive.

"I am neither a man nor a ghost, I am a spirit." After answering Guo Song Xingye's question, the man looked forward to Guo Song Xingye and asked, "Xingyu, do you still remember me?"

Hearing his question, Guo Song Xingye answered him directly: "I don't remember who you are, but I have seen you in my dreams, and I am not called Xingyu, my name is Guo Song Xingye." In the last sentence, she emphasized.

Why did you get into trouble with a beautiful man in ancient costume after only one dream?

The man seemed to have expected that Guo Song Xingye would say this to him, and said in a natural tone: "Sure enough, there is a 'star' in your name in every life." As he spoke, his mood couldn't help but drop a lot. Then he said: "It's normal for you not to remember me, and the memory of your previous life is gone." When he said the last sentence, his voice was specially lowered by him, and his true emotions could not be heard.

"That'...... What was my name in my past life? Now Guo Song Xingye is full of curiosity, she is quite curious about what her past life is like, she still knows her past life with this person!

The man fell into a long memory, and said with a smile: "At that time, your surname was Yang Shuoya." He sighed softly and said, "But you don't like the name, you still like others to call your milk name 'Xingyu'."

It seems that this person should not hurt her, his eyes can't deceive people, he has no ill will towards her, touched his white chin, and asked him with a little interest: "By the way, what's your name?"

He raised a gentle but somewhat stiff smile, which must have been caused by not smiling for a long time, and it seemed that he really had no ill will towards her, and then he replied: "My surname is Ying, my name is Hu Hai, and you used to call me 'Hai'."

She muttered in her heart: Win Huhai, win Huhai, it sounds familiar, doesn't it? She thought that more than 2,000 years ago, the Qin Dynasty, with black as the honor, dragon sleeves, the second emperor won Huhai. But the age doesn't match? How could he be......

Guo Song Xingye's mind was in turmoil now, and Hu Hai on the opposite side suddenly picked up the jade slip, put it in her hand, and touched her head, "I will give it to you in the future." In the previous life, although he found the "Heavenly Sign", he didn't have the opportunity to give it to her, and in this life, he will not repeat the same mistakes.