"Ah Xin, why are you blowing the wind on the rooftop alone?"

Zong Ji took two bottles of beer and walked up to the rooftop on the fifth floor.

I took one of the bottles to Yumexin.

"Probably waiting for my dad to come to me for a drink."

Meng Xinzhi took the beer with a smile, touched the neck of the bottle with Zongji, and drank the small half bottle in one gulp.

The calm expression was as if Zong Ji handed her a bottle of mineral water in a glass bottle.

"You haven't drunk water all night? Thirsty like this. Not to be outdone, Zong Ji took a big sip.

"It's true that I didn't drink it." Dream Xinzhi took another sip before putting down the wine bottle, and talked to Zong Ji about the reason a little helplessly, "One night, I took care of talking to my sister about the Mona Lisa. ”

"Mona Lisa?" Zong Ji helped Meng Xinzhi tidy up the ends of his hair that was blown by the wind, "Shouldn't you be pulling Ah Yi to watch "The Da Vinci Code" together?" ”

"My sister pulled me to watch. I don't carry this pot! ”

Dream Heart finished the beer in his hand and shook the empty bottle at Zong Ji, with a hint of demonstration in his eyes.

"How did it all rise to the level of betrayal?"

Zong Ji raised his head and drank the beer in his hand in one gulp.

He wasn't thirsty at all.

In the face of her daughter's intentional or unintentional demonstrations, there is still no way to just laugh it off.

There are other things that can make her daughter shine, and if you drink, you don't have to.

Sometimes it's a little magical.

Zong Ji couldn't help but think of when Mengxin was young, eating a bowl of sand noodle soup with cooking wine, he could lie on the sofa and sleep for six hours.

Now it's okay, bring her a bottle of beer and come up to chat, as if she was going to perform bottle blowing.

If he had just brought a bottle of red wine, would he have almost bottomed out at this point?

Zong Ji didn't think there was anything wrong with training his daughter's drinking.

Girls, it's easier to suffer if you don't know how to drink.

In fact, the only thing in the heart of the dream is a lot at home, and it is a standard drop of alcohol outside.

It's amazing that there is no one to persuade her to drink.

Dream Heart looks different.,It belongs to the kind of temperament that looks like it's insulated from alcohol.。

She should live in Gu Kaizhi's paintings, rather than in the 21st century, 1,600 years later.

"My sister was halfway through it and asked me if there was really a password in Da Vinci's paintings. It took me a long time to explain. I almost thought that I would not be able to explain clearly, and I was going to be chased and killed by my mother. ”

Dream Xinzhi touched his heart, like the Xi Shi who was imitated by Dong Shi.

"Isn't that good, too? If your mother has the heart to chase and kill for thousands of miles, I will take her to see you. She is in charge of hunting and killing, and I am in charge of protecting. Let's find a place to drink and chat away from your mother's sight. ”

Zong Ji planned the itinerary at once.

Dream Xinzhi pursed his lips and nodded at Zong Ji with a smile.

A sound that borders on approval comes from the nose.

"What's your expression?" Zong Ji began to feel weak for no reason.

After thinking about it, he expressed disbelief in the feasibility. Dream Heart's answer.

"Don't believe me?" Zong Ji pretended to be angry, and said with a serious face, "Between our father and daughter, there is not even such a little trust now?" ”

"That has to be none. If my mom wants to hunt me down, you'll be her number one killer. "Dream Heart knows the status of Zongji's family well.

"I'm a bright plank road, is it okay to darken Chen Cang? I have to make your mother think that I belong to the same country as her, so that I can seek more benefits for Ah Xin, right? Zong Ji gave himself a reason.

"For example?" Yumeshin didn't send it up the stairs.

"For example......" Zong Ji quickly searched the memory bank, "You want to study abroad after graduation, but your mother resolutely disagrees, and in the end, I didn't help you get it?" ”

"Sounds like that." Yumeshin didn't respond sincerely.

"What do you mean by truth? And so it is! ”

"Obviously, I got the scholarship myself, everything is ready, and it is useless for my mother to know that she is against it."

"Whether it is useful to oppose or not is not the same thing as opposing or not opposing." Zong Ji emphasized again, "How can you erase Dad's role in this? ”

"I don't even want to expose you, my dad."

Dream Xinzhi put on a calm attitude.

This attitude made Zongji, who was a father, feel uncomfortable.

"I'm just waiting for you to expose it!" Zong Ji said.

"Okay, since Comrade Lao Zong wants to ask for a hammer so much, then let you get a hammer." Dream Heart's guess can be guessed, "Did you tell my mother that if I continue to stay, I will lead my sister astray." The best thing to do is not to keep the two of us together all day. ”

"Uh...... This ......" After a second of speech, Zong Ji began to use strong words, "Heroes don't ask where they come from, and the reason is only useful...... Regardless of what I say, you just say that your mother has no objections? ”

Such a father vividly seems to have not grown up.

It can even be described as cute.

Mengxinzhi took the empty wine bottle and touched it with Zong Ji, and said, "Okay, give us Comrade Lao Zong a credit." ”

"How can a celebration wine be an empty bottle?" Zong Ji dodged back, reached out and took the empty bottle in Dream Heart's hand, and raised his eyebrows, "Wait, Dad will go and get two more bottles of beer." ”

Yumeshin has no objections.

Take advantage of this gap and look up at the night sky.

The moon is round today.

Hanging alone in the sky.

Fortunately, the moonlight is a warm orange.

Blended together, there is not much cold in high places.

Yume's heart suddenly thought, when did the moon start hanging in the sky?

[When is the bright moon], the question is a certain day and a certain season.

Or is it exploring the origins of the moon on a deeper level?

After almost ten minutes, Zong Ji took two bottles of puree.

It's no wonder that Yumeshin has time to think about it so much.

Zong Ji handed one of the bottles to Meng Xinzhi: "Ah Xin dreamed of singing with Lady Lisa again, so he thought about watching "The Da Vinci Code" again?" ”

"It's not what I want to see!" Mengxinzhi took the beer and said helplessly, "My sister hasn't slept yet?" She said I showed her? ”

Dream knew in his heart that if something hadn't happened when Dad had just come downstairs, he wouldn't have taken two bottles of beer for so long, and he wouldn't have pulled the topic back as soon as he came up.

"Nope." Zong Ji helped the youngest daughter explain, "Ah Yi also said that she wanted to see it herself, and she was excitedly pulling your mother to talk at this moment." ”

"My mom doesn't believe it at all, does she?" The heart of the dream heart is clear.

"Hmm. Your mom really doesn't believe it. Zong Ji did not deny it.

Meng Xinzhi shook his head, looking helpless: "My mother is probably stunned." ”

"You two are each other." Zong Ji held up the bottle and touched it with Yumexin, "Your mother just used the same word to describe you. ”

"Really? My mom also said I was stunned? Although Dream Xinzhi was surprised, he didn't refute, "That's right, if there are really people in our family who are scared, my devil's index will definitely be a little higher than my mother's." ”

"You really haven't dreamed of the Mona Lisa lately? Didn't discuss it with Lady Lisa in your dreams? A certain comrade's position is not firm at all, and at first glance he has been instructed to be "held accountable."

Although the question is more tactful.

"Nope." The slash of the dream heart is categorical.

"Then has Ah Xin dreamed of anyone recently?"

Zongji's biggest problem is unconditionally believing in two women, his wife and his eldest daughter.

And the opinions of these two women are often opposite.

He is added in the middle, which is both sweet and dilemma.

"Yes." Mengxinzhi did not hide it, "When I was doing the graduation internship project, I dreamed of Wang Yanzhi. ”

"Wang Yanzhi?" Zong Ji didn't react for a moment, "Historical figures? ”

"Hmm. You should be quite familiar. ”

"What's the matter, Dad can't dream of sitting with historical figures, singing, dancing, and talking." Zong Ji waved his hand again and again.

"In the dream, Wang Yanzhi told me that she was the love of Su Shi's life." Yume's heart reminded him slightly.

"Wait a while, the love of Su Dongpo's life?"

Zong Ji immediately thought of Su Shi's famous eternal eulogy "Jiangchengzi Yimao Dream on the Twentieth Night of the First Month".

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable." Zong Ji paused, "I remember that this song "Jiangchengzi" was written by Su Dongpo to his wife Wang Fu. Did you dream of Wang Fu? ”

Zong Ji's eyes lit up, obviously he was really interested in this topic.

"No, Su Shi has two wives, and Wang Yanzhi is his stepfamily. I dreamed of Wang Yanzhi. ”

"I remember, there is indeed such a number one person, Wang Yanzhi is Wang Fu's cousin, right?"

"Hmm." Dream Heart Ying and said, "There are three women in the life of Dongpo monks, all surnamed Wang, wife Wang Fu, stepfamily king Runzhi, and concubine Wang Chaoyun. ”

"Not necessarily." Zong Ji sold a pass.

"Where is it not necessarily?"

"The name of the Dongpo monk is Chaoyun Zixia, the name and the word are taken by Su Dongpo, she was a maid who was bought at the beginning, in this case, it turned out to be the surname Wang, it's really hard to say, do you say it's so reasonable?"

Zong Ji enjoyed chatting with Mengxinzhi about her dreams, especially when it came to ancient Chinese historical figures.

It's not like da Vinci and Mona Lisa.

He didn't know enough to talk too deeply.

Replaced by the "quite familiar" Su Dongpo, it would be different.

Especially on topics such as who Su Dongpo loves most throughout his life, Zong Ji still has a lot to say: "The statement of the love of your life is quite fresh." Wang Yanzhi is the most non-existent of the three women in Dongpo. ”

Zong Ji explained why he said at the beginning that he had no impression of this name: "If you want to say that Su Dongpo's favorite is Wang Fu or Wang Chaoyun, I can accept it, if you want to say that it is Wang Yanzhi, it is estimated that it is difficult to find someone who resonates." ”

Yumeshin was silent.

Dad's idea really represents the mainstream view.

"Su Shi is the first to use words to write mourning."

Zong Ji was interested, and began to read it while explaining Su Shi's song "Jiangchengzi" that has been passed down through the ages:

[Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. 】

"His wife Wang Fu has been dead for ten years, and he can still be remembered by Dongpo monks, isn't this the love of his life?"

[Returning to the hometown at night, Xiaoxuan window, is grooming. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. 】

"So many details of life, so many pasts, and these thousands of tears, not the love of life, where do you come from every year?

"If you choose one of the three women of Dongpo Jushi to be your beloved, I will choose Wang Fu, no matter how bad it is, it will be Wang Chaoyun."

"Didn't someone say that "Drinking on the Lake After the First Sunshine and the Rain" is written about the encounter between Su Dongpo and Wang Chaoyun?"

[The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy. If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, light makeup is always appropriate. 】

"How beautiful is the artistic conception?"

"Wang Fu, who has been in the middle of life and death for ten years, and Wang Chaoyun, who is always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup, which one is not more famous than Wang Yanzhi through the ages?"

After Zong Ji finished explaining, he didn't forget to add a sentence of trampling: "Wang Yanzhi only left an eternal infamy, right?" It was she who burned seventy or eighty percent of the poems that Dongpo monks left at home, right? This is the value of not understanding Su Shi's words at all! You said that such a person is the love of Dongpo Jushi's life, and your father and I are the first to disagree. ”

……

Rooftop.

Moonlight.

The poem is in the distance, and the words are in the ear.

The peace of the dream heart was quiet, and did not interrupt Dad's analysis.

Dad's doubts are also dreamy.

Before dreaming of having afternoon tea with her best friend Wang Yanzhi, her views on the three women in the life of Dongpo monks were exactly the same as those of her father.

Dream Xinzhi's graduation internship project is to plan an exhibition about Su Shi for the museum.

There are already too many exhibitions about Dongpo laymen.

She needed to find a fresh entry point.

In order to design this exhibition, she first needed to understand Su Shi's life.

In the whole process of searching for information, she did not pay special attention to Wang Yanzhi.

is not prepared to let Wang Yanzhi occupy a particularly large proportion in Su Shi's life.

To be honest, Wang Yanzhi does not have much sense of existence in the information she can find.

In Dongpo's hometown, there are many relics about Su Shi, his father Su Xun, and his younger brother Su Zhe.

The most famous is the Sansu Temple Museum.

The remains of Wang Fu can also be seen everywhere, and there is a large cemetery.

To this day, the relics of Wang Yanzhi can almost be said to be traceless in Dongpo's hometown.

Not only did it leave no relics, but it also only occupied a small proportion in Su Dongpo's masterpieces.

There is not even a song that is "familiar".

It's not at all comparable to writing Wang Fu and Wang Chaoyun.

But the dream heart just dreamed of Wang Yanzhi.

In her dream, she invited Wang Yanzhi to drink a very fashionable girlfriend afternoon tea in a very modern building.

I don't know if there is one in the name, after waking up from the dream, Dream Xinzhi found that he was persuaded by the "best friend" in the dream.

Wang Yanzhi in the dream, wearing the clothes of the Song Dynasty, speaks modern language.

It felt a bit like shopping with a young lady in Hanfu.

In the dream, Sister Leap had very little to worry about.

She doesn't mind what future generations say about her, only Su Shi's lifelong love can't give up her name.

Mengxinzhi asked Wang Yanzhi a question.

It happened to be the one that Zong Ji had just asked her about.

Not too polite, but direct enough.

Dream Xinzhi: "Sister Runzhi, Wang Fu, who has been in the middle of life and death for ten years, and Wang Chaoyun, who is always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup, which one is not more famous than you?" ”

Wang Yanzhi: "Ten years of life and death...... There are only a thousand tears. Ten years after my cousin's death, I got a dream, and there were thousands of tears in the dream, what is this? When I wrote a letter to Dongpo, his tears were more than a thousand lines. ”

Speaking of which, Wang Yanzhi read a poem written to her by Su Dongpo to Mengxinzhi - "Butterfly Loves Flowers, Sending Spring":

[After the rain, the spring looks clearer and more beautiful. Only when you leave people, the hatred will never be washed. There are three sides of water in front of Beigu Mountain. Biqiong combs her green snail bun. 】

[A piece of country book comes thousands of miles. Ask me what year it is, and it's a real success. Bai Shou sent spring to get drunk. The east wind blows through a thousand lines of tears. 】

This song "Butterfly Loves Flowers" Meng Xinzhi saw it when he was collecting Su Shi's information.

In her original concept, this poem is not so much written for Wang Yanzhi, but rather about Su Shi's own homesickness.

Because the dream is a relationship between best friends, Meng Xinzhi has no scruples, and directly quipped: "This poem doesn't mention the name of Runzhi's sister, where can I see that it is written for my sister?" ”

"It's not interesting for my sister to say that." Wang Yanzhi retorted, "The so-called eulogy for the ages doesn't mention my cousin's name, right?" ”

"So, "Jiangchengzi Yimao Dream on the Twentieth Night of the First Month" is not written by Wang Fu?" Yumeshin didn't believe it at all.

"That's not what I meant. Dongpo and his cousin must have had a year of respecting each other and loving each other. Wang Yanzhi gave his own answer: "But when he wrote the poem "Jiang Chengzi", it is not so much that he misses his cousin, but that he misses his high-spirited self when he was young. ”

"It's not so much ...... It's better to say yes. Yumeshin laughed, "I suspect that Sister Run's is stealing my sentences. ”

"What sentence structure do I use in your dreams, and it's not all up to you?" Wang Yanzhi squinted at the dream.

Dream Xinzhi scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "It seems to be the same." ”

"My cousin accompanied Dongpo through the most wanton eleven years of his life. How could he not be nostalgic? "Wang Yan's words are back to business.

Although I'm a little embarrassed not to stand in line with my best friend, I learned so much about the dream of cultural relics and museums and was not so easily convinced: "Is that so?" ”

Wang Yanzhi responded with a smile: "I know that my sister still doesn't believe it." If you think that writing a eulogy a few years after his death represents the love of his life, what Dongpo wrote to me is actually more sincere, and it is not just to think about it, but to put it into action, you can't think that it is the love of your life just because the song "Jiang Chengzi" is the most widely circulated in later generations. ”

"Put it into action?" Yumeshin asked, "What action?" ”

"My sister knows that my title is Tong'an Junjun, right?" Wang Yanzhi's confirmation to the heart of the dream.

"Hmm. Aware. Yumeshin nodded in response.

"That's fine, don't have to wait for ten years, in the third year after my death, Dongpo wrote me a poem "Butterfly Love Flowers, Tong'an Birthday Fish, Take Gold and Light to Save Fish", on the day of my birthday, buy fish and release life, pray for me."

Wang Yanzhi used the name of this poem to respond to Mengxinzhi's initial "provocation": "This always mentions me, right?" ”

Yumeshin doesn't know when he's seen it.

But it is to be able to recite every sentence clearly in a dream:

[The pan-pan east wind broke five. The river willow is slightly yellow, thousands of wisps. Rich and lush. Back then, there was a strange girl on the river. 】

[A light of longevity, who and lift. Three pearls, Wang Wendu on his knees, let go of the scales to see the Yuan. Heaven is raining in mandals. 】

Indeed, as Wang Yanzhi said, this poem is not only sincere, but also has concrete actions, [release all the scales] - release all the fish bought.

A short poem was written from the birth of Wang Yanzhi and ended her life.

It's not just a matter of recording dreams.

Wang Yanzhi: "Sister of the heart, do you know why [the strange girl was born on the river back then]? ”

Yumeshin: "Huh? I don't know. ”

Wang Yanzhi: "Because I was born in the rare leap month, this is how the leap word in my name came about." ”

It's another knowledge point that I haven't paid attention to in my life.

After waking up from Mengxinzhi's sleep, he also went to check how rare the leap moon is.

The closest leap month in history is 1640, and the next one is 2262.

I have to say that Dream Heart was somewhat persuaded by Sister Leap in the dream.

Ten years of life and death are more popular now, which does not mean that the thoughts at that time are stronger.

However, since Su Dongpo's feelings for the main room and the steproom are missed for many years.

So the question of who is the beloved, it's still not easy to make a conclusion.

Thinking about this, Dream Xinzhi changed his perspective: "I still have a question. I don't know if it will make Run's sister unhappy if I asked. ”

The difference between Wang Runzhi in the dream and the Wang Runzhi left in history is really a bit big.

It's so big that Dream Heart feels that he can talk freely "no big or small".

"You can ask, and I'll tell you when I get back, if I'll be upset." Wang Yanzhi's response turned out to be a little playful.

Dream Heart: "Then I'll ask." ”

Wang Yanzhi: "Well, I'll wait." ”

Mengxinzhi: "At the time of the Wutai poetry case, it was impossible for Wang Fu and Wang Chaoyun to burn the words of the Dongpo monks. That's his life. Therefore, we later generations will say that among the three women of Dongpo Jushi, you are the least talented and the least ignorant of him. Sister Run, do you agree with this statement? ”

It's another doubt that most people, including dad Zongji, will have.

Wang Yanzhi was not angry, but he objected categorically: "You future generations are all wrong, only I know him best." ”

Dream Heart: "How can you see it?" ”

Wang Yanzhi: "If the fate is gone, where will there be later heirlooms?" If I hadn't burned his writings and letters at that time, he would have confessed to the Wutai poetry case at the age of 42. In that case, he died with hatred, not to mention the later masterpieces, and even his previous poems, how many poems could not be handed down? ”

Yumeshin: "This ......"

Wang Yanzhi: "You only say how much I burned, why don't you want to think about it, why are there still so many poems and letters handed down from Dongpo?" ”

Dream Heart: "My sister said this, it seems to make sense......"

Wang Yanzhi: "Really? You always say that you can't find much about me in Dongpo's writings, and you say that I have no talent at all. None of that is true. ”

Yumeshinyuki: "And what are the facts?" Sister of Leap. ”

When the dream heart is thirsty for knowledge, the mouth is the sweetest.

Even in dreams, it's the same temperament.

At this point, Zongyi followed his sister.

Wang Yanzhi: "The fact is that I burned all the poems and letters that can show my talent. Besides, I would rather have him just be a simple and happy foodie than to let him be a master of the world's articles, and I would rather cook for him than protect his words. ”

Mengxinzhi: "But, even if you don't talk about your cousin Wang Fu, Wang Chaoyun is a hurdle that you can't overcome." Light makeup is always appropriate, what a beautiful encounter it is. ”

Wang Yanzhi: "Light makeup and heavy makeup are always appropriate, and what you write is the scenery." Too many interpretations are all false rumors from your later generations. ”

Dream Heart: "Okay, then I won't talk about these speculative natures. Dongpo monks once wrote for Wang Chaoyun [It's not timely, only Chaoyun can know me; Playing the ancient tune alone, every time it rains, I think about it. Even if other things are falsely spread and written by later generations, they can't be faked, right? ”

Wang Yanzhi: "You can't fake it." Chaoyun was bought into the mansion as a maid at the age of twelve, and from the age of twelve to eighteen, she was trained by me personally. When she was eighteen years old, I also asked Dongpo to take her as a concubine. Why do you say that Dongpo says that only Chaoyun can know me? Even Dongpo meat was taught by me to make her! ”

In the dream, Yumeshin and Run's sister talked a lot.

In the beginning, Yumeshiyuki was very adamant about his position.

Until Wang Yanzhi and she said: "Since you can find the words written by Dongpo to Wang Chaoyunti, you will definitely be able to find the most important information in the "Sacrifice to the Deceased Wife Tong'an Junwen" he wrote to me. ”

Yumeshin asked, "What information?" ”

Wang Yanzhi replied: "Dongpo's arrangements for his posthumous affairs. He asked to be buried with me when he died. What if they have more stories to tell? I am the only one who lives and dies in the same cave as Dongpo. It's not cousin Wang Fu, nor is it a concubine Wang Chaoyun. ”

Yumeshin woke up at this time, and when she woke up, she found that she had been persuaded in her dream.

If life is the same as death, and the person who wants to be together for life and life is not the love of life, then who else can be?

……

Mengxinzhi was stunned for a while before he began to respond to Shixing's father: "I studied cultural relics, [some people say] such words cannot be accepted as evidence in my place." In the dream, Wang Yanzhi told me that "Drinking the Lake After the Rain" has nothing to do with Wang Chaoyun. ”

Since [some people said] that it was not accepted, Zong Ji began to lay out the facts: "Then she burned Su Dongpo's written letters [seven or eight out of ten] is always recorded in history, right?" ”

"First of all, because Su Dongpo felt sorry for his poems, when he rearranged them, he probably used exaggerated embellishments, and secondly, Wang Yanzhi saved Su Dongpo's life by doing this, so that he survived the Wutai poetry case."

Dream Heart used the reason he got from the dream: "What should have been handed down has been recorded by someone a long time ago." Without that burn, where would there be so many heirlooms after the Wutai poetry case? Not to mention that the rest is gone, most of what was written before may be lost. ”

"That's the same, if the Dongpo monk died so early...... Zong Ji didn't dare to think about it: "This is also what Wang Yanzhi told you in his dream?" ”

"Yes." Dream Heart has never hidden his dreams from his father, and he has always been like this since he was a child.

"Our Ah Xin's dream is much more reliable than [some people say]." Zong Ji sighed.

"Are you sure Daddy isn't making fun of me?" Dream Heart stared at Zong Ji.

"Of course!" Zong Ji touched the wine bottle with Meng Xinzhi again, took a big sip of the original pulp, and then said, "Hearing you say that, I still remember a detail." ”

"What details?"

Su Shi's younger brother Su Zhe wrote two sacrificial essays "Sacrifice to the Dead Sister-in-law Wang's Text", both of which were written by Wang Yanzhi. It's something like no other. It is also the treatment that Su Shi's main family Wang Fu has never had. ”

Zong Ji himself made a small summary: "This can also show from the side that Wang Yanzhi is a different existence for Su Shi's family, isn't it?" ”

Yumeshin has read these two memorial texts.

After dreaming of drinking afternoon tea with her best friend with Wang Runzhi, she went to sort out the information about Wang Runzhi.

She did it on purpose, and knew that there were two "Tribute to the Dead Sister-in-law Wang's Essay" that were normal.

Zong Ji also knew such details, which made Meng Xinzhi a little surprised.

"Dad, you didn't know that much about historical figures before."

"Ah Xin also said that it was before, can it be the same before and now?" Zong Ji's face was proud.

"What's the difference?"

"In the past, Dad's liking for historical figures was enough as long as he was able to watch the flowers, but now he has to cooperate with Ah Xin's dreams that he may have at any time. If you don't understand it deeply, how can you talk to Ah Xin like you do now? ”

With a father like this, what more can a woman ask for?

"Praise, Comrade Lao Zong really worked hard enough to have a common topic with me." Dream Heart replied to Zong Ji.

"So what's not? Who made me your dad? Zong Ji was a little proud.

Mengxinzhi suddenly became serious: "Doesn't Dad think I'm insane?" ”

"I don't have to think it!"

"It's better to be dad." Meng Xinzhi put down the wine bottle, took Zong Ji's arm, and said with a sigh: "My mother has already given up on my treatment. ”

"No, it won't." Zong Ji helped Meng Xinzhi fix his hair again.

"How not?" Yumekoyuki pursed her lips, "Look at my mother's face that worries me about taking my sister astray all day long. ”

"Every time you finish dreaming, you will look up the classics as soon as possible. You also chose the major of cultural relics and museums for those dreams of you, and you have worked so hard to believe in everything. I can't think of any confusion in such a heart, or it will lead people astray. ”

"If only Mom could think like you." Yumeshin let out a long breath.

"What's this? Whatever your mom thinks, dad will always be on your side anyway. Zongji raised the bottle.

Yumekonoyuki also picked up his own, touched it lightly, and drank all the rest in one gulp.

She shook the empty wine bottle, saw through it and said, "Did you and my mother say the same thing?" ”

Zong Ji didn't deny it, took a step back, and pretended to be surprised: "How did Ah Xin know? Could it be that the private words of father and mother can be dreamed of by Ah Xin, right? ”

"It's hard to say~ Who asked me to give my mother's surname Meng? People with the surname Dream are not surprised to have any dreams. ”

Say what to say.

The dream of the dream heart is actually not deviant.

What can appear in her dreams are all works or historical figures that she has carefully studied in her life.

The only strange thing is that she can always become "no big or small" girlfriends or forgetful friends with the works of art she has just seen, or the historical figures she is studying.

In very modern language, we talked about ancient and modern Chinese and foreign topics.

And it can always be suddenly enlightened in dreams.

Solve the details that she was puzzling about when she was researching.

Yumekoyuki doesn't know why.

I don't know when I started dreaming like this.

Her memory began at the age of six.

That year, her father took her to the cinema to see "The Da Vinci Code".

It was the first time she had seen a movie, and the first time she had dreamed of the people in a work of art.

Maybe she dreamed it before, but she was too young to remember.

Or perhaps, before the age of six, she didn't have the opportunity to touch art at all.

No one would take her to the Louvre just because she wanted to see a painting.

It's the same thing about dreaming.

Mom felt that she was insane and couldn't tell the difference between dreams and reality.

Dad thought she was full of imagination and began to make up for his knowledge of history.

The world is big, and Dad is the biggest.

Everything's good, dad is the best.

Dream Heart's favorite dad she chooses for herself.

The year I was six years old.

The first time she saw Zongji-

The first question to ask Zongji -

"Can you be my dad?"