If you have me in your dreams, I will wait another time;

If you have lost the red dust, I will turn away and wait for you again.

However, at the head of the bridge, a pair of white-clothed men and women stood on its side, looking at the souls moving forward one after another on the bridge.

The woman held a moon scepter with a sad expression: "If you take the stars and the moon as the name in this life, you must remember to come back!"

The man held the astrolabe in his hand, frowning slightly: "If it wasn't for the Xuanyue that you sealed at the beginning was triggered in the previous life, I'm afraid even we wouldn't be able to find it." ”

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"The king is back!

After a briefing.

The woman was wearing a light orange light orange smoke gauze skirt, her slightly long bangs just reached her eyebrows, half of her hair was coiled, and she was still wearing a hairpin made of velvet grass flowers, leaving a few strands of green silk in front of her ears.

A pair of almond eyes, two bent willow leaves raise eyebrows, the skin is like condensation, the face is like a hibiscus, the air is like a quiet orchid, and the smile is smiling.

It was originally a national color, but his eyebrows revealed a little sadness, and he felt pity when he saw it.

She crept to the doorway of a dormitory and peered through the half-hidden door.

I saw a handsome man leaning on the bed wearing only white obscene clothes, holding an unknown book in his hand.

Seeing that there was someone at the door, he looked up, and the woman hurriedly avoided and left.

She knew in her heart that the king was injured when he came back this time!

Today's home and country are full of wars and chaos, and the people are struggling to make a living.

She wore armor and left with a group of cronies.

She bowed down to the high wall outside the city gate: "Big brother! ”

She knew that if she went, she might never see each other again.

The man stood on the wall, smiling slightly, without words.

It's impossible to see what his smile meant.

But to someone, it was as if it was all in his plan.

The dream woke up without warning, Ye Chenyue opened her eyes, frowned and sighed: "It's another dream like this!"

She didn't know if she was regretting that she didn't get close to the beautiful man, or if it was the result of the woman in her dreams.

However, Yechen Yue subconsciously felt that the woman should be dead, and all of this was in the beautiful man's plan.

There was a drizzle outside the window, because it was winter, the windows were covered with mist, and the ground was full of thin ice.

The cold wind was howling, and the bitter cold was biting.

Yechenyue uncovered the warm quilt and went to the bathroom in slippers.

"It's hard to take a Saturday, and it's hard to sleep in, and this kind of dream really affects the mood......

Complaining is complaining, but for some reason, she felt a slight throbbing pain in her heart.

She spun around and went back to bed, enjoying herself in the bed.

Before she knew it, she was asleep again.

I dreamed of a little brother in a certain circle, the two hugged each other tightly, and she could feel the warmth on him.

She seemed to be telling him something, and he had been patiently comforting, like a young couple in love.

The picture suddenly turned, and she was guarding him on the stage from afar.

And he also looked at her in the crowd from time to time, very relieved and happy......

The dream woke up without warning, and Ye Chenyue raised her eyebrows: "Calculate the age, I should be a few years older than that little fresh meat! Sure enough, it's a daydream! What a king is not a king, how can there be so many things!"

Although she has some inexplicable feelings in her heart, she is no longer entangled, after all, she is not a star chaser.

As a fashion designer, there are some brain-opening dreams, and there is nothing unusual.

After all, since she can remember, she has often had some boundless dreams, although there is sweetness and warmth in the dreams, but they are not good dreams.

Because every time I wake up from a dream, those shadows are blurring, and only the feeling is still so real.

Every time she wakes up, she is either crying inexplicably, or inexplicably sentimental, those feelings of gain and loss, so that at a young age, she seems to have looked down on the warmth and coldness of people, does not like to laugh, and is not good at words.

The mobile phone rang, and Ye Chenyue picked up the phone while brushing her teeth: "What's wrong, Yangyang!"

Protesting on the mobile phone: "What are you doing! Didn't I ask you to sit at the café next to the wetland park at two o'clock yesterday? Why are you still at home?"

Ye Chenyue thought about it, it seemed that there was such a thing.

She said: "I! I'll go out right away, and besides, it's only half past one, it's still early!"

The voice on the phone was even more unhappy: "Why do I think you forgot about this? Hurry up and clean up, don't look like an aunt again." ”

Ye Chenyue said obediently: "Oh! I know!"

Then he complained on the phone: "I really don't know how you can design such beautiful clothes, and you ...... like an aunt all day long"

"I know, I know. Yechenyue hung up the phone and began to get busy.

Shen Yang is Ye Chenyue's middle school classmate, she is proficient in music, originally everyone said that she would definitely be a great performer in the future, but she did not go that way.

When she asked her, she just laughed and said, "It's just a little hobby." ”

She learns what she knows, and is known as a woman born with a plug-in.

Although she is only twenty-seven or eighteen, her ability is the best in her peers, and she has just graduated from college and has become an executive of a listed company.

is also Yechenyue's only best friend since she was a child.

The drizzle continued, and Yechenyue drove alone on the crowded road.

In the coffee shop, on a corner seat.

Ye Chenyue saw several people in the distance from afar, she pushed her glasses and walked towards the seat where Shen Yang was.

Shen Yang saw Ye Chenyue, and on his over-the-knee boots, a loose long knitted black sweater was put on top of a beige gray tweed coat.

However, she still didn't wear makeup, only lightly traced her eyebrows.

The tear mole in the corner of her right eye was enchanting and charming, making her eyes look less cold.

The whole is pretty good.

In fact, Yechenyue is in good shape, fair-skinned, slender and tall, and her height is also above the average.

Although she is not as tall as a model or as beautiful as a star, her delicate appearance can be regarded as recognizable in the crowd.

Shen Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was also very pleased: "It's finally cleaned up, but my Xiaoyue has a good figure and looks good in everything." ”

She looked at her watch and ran to the door, blaming and distressed: "What are you doing, you've only come now, it's been half an hour, do you have any sense of time?"

Yechen Yue smiled and said: "It's not a weekend, there is a traffic jam in the city, and it dropped sharply last night, and now the road is very slippery!"

Shen Yang was angry and wanted to laugh, she pulled up the hair that was blown by the cold wind in her ears for Ye Chenyue: "Okay!

Ye Chenyue asked, "Yangyang, there are so many of you, what are you doing?"

Shen Yang held her hand: "Where are there many people, just me and Xiao Feng, as well as their colleagues, are all friends, anyway, it's okay on the weekend, come out for coffee!"

Shen Yang is a very delicate, elegant and intellectual woman.

I feel very secure when I get along with her, but she is not surprised like this, and every time she encounters something about Yechenyue, she is easy to blow up.