"Mother, why can't I go out to play, why do I want to learn swords?" asked a little girl in a pink skirt kneeling on the ground while crying in the colorful courtyard of Luoying.

The courtyard is surrounded by white walls and gray tiles, and the walls are low.

The direction in which the little girl knelt was a row of red-walled tiled houses, and in front of her stood a woman in red with a very beautiful appearance and a very vicissitudes of life.

When the woman looked down at the little girl, there was no warmth in her eyes, only endless alienation.

The little girl had a small black wooden sword beside her, and her knees were pressed with peach blossom petals, and the juice of the peach blossoms soaked into her skirt, leaving dark traces.

Every time she cried, the two little chirps on her head would tremble.

As if she was very tired of the little girl crying so incessantly, the woman in red finally spoke: "I'm not your mother, remember?"

"Mother, you are my mother, you are my mother, you are the best and best mother. The little girl simply crawled over and hugged the woman's right foot, and tears and snot covered her leg.

"Zhaoniang, Zhaoniang wake up, hot water is coming. Just when Li Zhao wanted to get closer, a gentle call suddenly sounded in her ears, which sounded very familiar.

The scenery in front of him suddenly shrank and distorted, Li Zhao gasped suddenly, opened his eyes covered in sweat, and regained his senses little by little under Ruan Susu's worried gaze.

"Drink some hot water. Ruan Susu held her in one hand and a bowl of steaming water in the other.

"Good. Li Zhao spoke.

With this opening, she realized that her voice was hoarse, and after drinking some water from Ruan Susu's hand with her head high, she felt more comfortable in her throat.

"Is there anything else uncomfortable? We are now rushing to Yongxing at full speed, if we are lucky, we can wait for Mengsheng in Yongxing, if it really can't work, we will find a doctor for you in Yongxing to take a look first." Red Spine sat aside, his expression equally full of worry.

When he came back with hot water just now, Li Zhao's pale face seemed to be about to pass away.

"I'm fine. Li Zhao drank the water and sat up slowly.

What lingered in her mind was the scene, was it a dream, or was it the past of this body?

If it's a dream, why is the scene so real, and if it's the body's past, why is she looking at it from a third-person perspective?

Either way, in Li Zhao's view, it is very illogical.

"What are you thinking? Is there something uncomfortable again?" Ruan Susu saw her frowning and lowering her head, thinking that she was like that just now.

Li Zhao raised her hand and waved, she put her hand on Ruan Susu's shoulder, and said with some difficulty: "I just now, it seems that I dreamed of something from the past, but...... But those things don't quite make sense. ”

She doesn't want to hold everything in her heart anymore, she wants someone to accompany her to analyze this, to relieve her loneliness in this world.

"Why?" asked Chiji curiously.

"If you dream about the past, what kind of picture will you dream of it? What do you see with your own eyes, or do you see it with the eyes of others?" Li Zhao turned her head to ask him, and she tried to be as straightforward as she could, so that Chiji and Ruan Susu would not be misunderstood.

Red Spine frowned and pondered for a moment, then replied, "Of course it's his own eyes!"

"I guess it's my own eyes. Nguyen Susu gave the same answer.

Li Zhao lowered her head and took a deep breath, and the hand she was holding on to the ground unconsciously clenched into a fist.

After a few struggles, Li Zhao raised his head again, looked at Chiji and said, "That's why I feel strange." In that dream, I saw it through the eyes of someone else...... to fulfill this dream. ”