"Wake up, it's time to get up. ”

Mu Feibai felt that someone was calling him, the voice was very familiar, it was the voice of the person he had been thinking about for a long time, and he woke up suddenly.

He opened his eyes and saw the sparse flowers at first sight.

Shuhua was wearing a moon-white tunic skirt, with a light-colored hosta hairpin in her hair, and an iceberg snow lotus carved on the hairpin, delicate and warm, and her whole person was glamorous.

Subconsciously, the first thing he said when he opened his mouth was: "Shuhua, are you okay?"

Shuhua was stunned when she heard this, and asked puzzledly: "Feibai, what are you talking about? Why am I injured, is it a nightmare?"

Mu Feibai scratched his head and replied strangely: "Didn't we meet a giant python under the Phantom Flower Palace? It suddenly spewed poisonous mist, and we all fainted!"

Shuhua lowered her head and covered her lips and smiled, like a ray of early sunshine after the snow, falling in Mu Feibai's eyes, everything in heaven and earth was dwarfed and faded in color.

She stretched out her hand and poked Mu Feibai's forehead, and said with a smile: "Fool, why are you sleeping, it was a few months ago, you forgot, Weaving Dreams They rushed to save us, and everyone came out safely." ”

Mu Feibai touched the little remaining touch on his forehead, and nodded stunnedly, has it been so long? It seems that he is really asleep and forgotten, otherwise how could he fall asleep on the table in the gazebo of the Mu family's compound in Jinan at this moment.

After a moment of silence, he asked tentatively, "What about ...... Why did you come to Jinan?"

Shuhua looked at him strangely: "I'm not in Jinan, where am I? This is our home, Feibai, why are you strange today?"

Mu Feibai closed his eyes, a smile of unknown meaning crept up on the corner of his mouth, and whispered: "So that's the case, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sleeping." ”

The two sat quietly for a while, Shuhua stood up and looked at the sun, and said with a very natural smile: "It's all here, I'll go to the kitchen to take a look, today Daddy and Auntie came back from running errands outside, and I have to prepare a good dinner." ”

Just about to turn around and leave, he was pulled from behind.

Shuhua looked at Mu Feibai strangely, but was pulled into her arms.

Mu Feibai hugged Shuhua tightly and hard, as if he wanted to rub her into his body, so that they would never be separated.

His voice was a little hoarse and low, with some imperceptible tremors.

"Sparse flowers. ”

"Huh?"

"Sparse flowers. ”

“......”

Although this hug made Shuhua have to look up and cooperate with Mu Feibai with her face, she still hugged Mu Feibai gently and gently, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Mu Feibai buried her face in her neck, and her voice rang in her ears.

"No, I just wanted to call my wife by name. ”

Shuhua laughed and gently stroked his back, "Okay, call you, you can call as many times as you want." ”

Mu Feibai still hugged her tightly and refused to let go.

"It's so good that you're my wife. ”

"It's like a dream. ”

"I like you, more than anyone else. ”

"Sparse flowers. ”

It was like a sweet and bitter sigh.

"Poof......

In the atmosphere that should have been quiet, there was a sudden sound of flesh tearing, Shuhua's face turned pale in an instant, and she looked down at the hairpin that was deeply rooted in her heart, and blood continued to gush out of the wound, like a poignant flower.

I don't know when, Mu Feibai took the light-colored hairpin from Shuhua's hair and pierced it into Shuhua's heart.

Shuhua took two steps back, left the embrace, and looked at Mu Feibai in disbelief, "You?"

Mu Feibai raised a hand and rubbed his eyebrows, reached out to take the crumbling sparse flower, looked down at her, full of bright wanton spirit, and said with a smile: "If you want to kill me in your dreams, you should act like something to fool me, your acting skills are really bad." ”

"Shuhua" covered his heart, and his whole body began to slowly distort, like a ball of luminous light about to shatter.

Mu Feibai still looked at her, his gaze fell on her, and it was as if he saw that person through her. The smile on his lips that controlled the overall situation turned into a wry smile, he lowered his eyes, and his voice was very soft but gentle, "The sparse flowers I know, the sparse flowers I like, are not like you." She talks very little, she rarely laughs, often

It's just expressionless, she can't talk about gentleness, if I call her over and over again, she will definitely scold me for being bored with a cold face, and my body is as cold as snowflakes that can float at any time, and I look very difficult to get along with...... She wouldn't let me hold her like that. But...... But even if she is such a lonely person, I still like her very much, and I like her in my whole eyes and heart, and no one can replace her, even in my dreams. ”

"Shuhua" was unmoved, she glared at him viciously resentfully, and her fingers, which had almost become transparent, were unwilling to pinch his throat, but before they could touch him, they had already shattered in the air with a bang, scattering into a dazzling white light.

It was shattered in his arms, his hand still not withdrawn, and he embraced a piece of air alone.

When the illusion was shattered, the nightmare dispersed, and Mu Feibai woke up, this should have been a happy thing, shouldn't it?

He didn't open his eyes, lifted the corners of his mouth and found that he couldn't even maintain a bitter smile, and a tear crossed silently from the corner of his eye.

This nightmare was what he longed for most in the depths of his heart.

Although this dream was really natural and real, he even secretly pinched his arm, it hurt, as if it was real, he almost thought so.

However, he still saw through it from the beginning, how could Shuhua smile at him like that, how could Shuhua say so many words, it was too false, like a lame joke. But he was reluctant to directly shatter this falsehood, wanted to stay for a while, and couldn't help but want to hug the sparse flower in the dream.

Full of bitterness and joy, it's so good that Shuhua has become his wife.

At that moment, he seemed to have the whole world, and even if he died immediately, he would not have any regrets.

That's nice.

If it was true, he was willing to exchange everything, even his life.

However, he could only suppress the sadness in his heart and break the dream he longed for and wanted the most in his heart with his own hands, because Shuhua was still waiting for him.

It's just a dream, why does he feel so sore in his eyes?

When Shuhua woke up from the table in the attic of the Ewha Pavilion, she was rarely a little dizzy, as if she had a strange dream.

She rarely dreams, and occasionally wakes up from a dream and doesn't remember the contents of the dream at all, but this dream is all too real.

A watery sound of the piano brought back her thoughts.

She raised her head, and Weaving Dream was sitting on the window railing and stroking the piano, wearing a snow-white gauze skirt that made the long hair more and more black as ink, and the face like a jade carving was beautiful and picturesque.

The clouds on the horizon slowly disappeared, and a glimmer of light poured down, and she sat there upright, like a pear blossom blooming on the branches, and the whole person seemed to be glowing.

"Amm. ”

Hearing this, Weaving Dream stopped plucking his fingers on the strings, turned his head and smiled: "Sister, are you awake?"

Shuhua held her chin in her hand and looked at her motionlessly, it was a face very similar to hers, looking face to face, as if looking in a mirror.

"Hmm. ”

Perceiving her gaze, Dream Weaver asked, "What's wrong?"

Shuhua stood up, walked to the window and leaned against the window railing, she rubbed her eyebrows and looked out the window, a pear blossom landed slowly, recalling the dream, and her heart was inexplicably scared.

"I had a dream. ”

"Oh, what kind of dream makes Sister Ah mind so much?" Weaving Dream looked at her with a smile and asked curiously.

Since they grew up together, Weaving Dreams likes to stick to her the most on weekdays, obviously having their own small courtyard and always running to her Pear Blossom Pavilion, although Shuhua has a cold temperament, but she is always gentle and patient with Weaving Dreams, the two are almost inseparable on weekdays, however, Shuhua's overly real dream is not like this, and she feels obscure and uneasy when she thinks about it, and she is almost difficult to speak.

"I ...... I dreamed that you were taken away when you were a child, separated from me since you were a child, and grew up alone, Daddy ...... "Daddy almost killed you...... She couldn't say that.

Even if it was a false dream, she shuddered at the thought of it.

How could she allow that to happen?

Weaving Dream plucked the strings casually, laughed again, and looked at her with burning eyes, "That's a dream." ”

"Hmm. ”

Weaving Dream stood up, walked over to her, reached out and took her hand and put it on her face, her warm body temperature under her fingertips.

"So, since it's a dream, you don't have to take it seriously, I'm real

Cut in front of your eyes. ”

The gloom between Shuhua's eyebrows dissipated, yes, it was just a dream, and the most important thing was that Weaving Dream was by her side now, wasn't it.

Thinking about it this way, I feel a lot more relieved.

"Hmm. ”

A breeze blew and sent a fresh scent of flowers, and she closed her eyes comfortably.

I opened it again, and through the window railing, a teenager walked on the path in the distance.

He came in the glimmer of light, and a warm smile on his lips was like a thousand trees blooming in spring.

Just looking at him, I felt calm and settled.

Somehow, Shuhua suddenly remembered that day when he jumped off the cliff and grabbed her, his eyes were imprinted with her shadow, as if he could only see her alone.

Like him?

Like to chase an An?

The thought popped into my mind.

Suddenly, her face was red, as if her hidden thoughts had been exposed, and her fingers subconsciously grasped the cuffs.

The young man approached, and stood downstairs looking up, and she couldn't help but feel some anticipation in her heart.

He spoke with a gentle smile on his face.

"Weaving dreams. ”

She was suddenly stunned, only to hear Weaving Dream also running to the window with a smile, waving at the man and responding happily, "Chase!"

Shuhua looked at it with a cold face.

Why?

It's really weird.

Would she have such strange thoughts about someone her sister likes?

She couldn't help but shudder, a feeling that something was wrong in her body became stronger and stronger, and she seemed to have forgotten something important.

What is it?

Suddenly, distant, hazy, something sounded.

"Sparse flowers. ”

What? inaudible......

When this voice sounded, everything in front of him was strangely still, the smile of Weaving Dream was condensed on his face, and he maintained a posture of looking up at his face, the falling flowers in the courtyard stopped in the air, and the flowing clouds in the sky were quiet, and even the wind was not blowing.

Shuhua looked at it with a cold face, her fingers curled up slightly, and she felt a little panic in her heart, and snowflakes began to faintly float around her.

What happened?

After a few moments, the air rippled like a wind-blown lake, and the whole space crumbled.

"Sparse flowers. ”

The voice rang out again.

It was still a little vague and couldn't hear clearly, but Shuhua felt that his voice was so familiar, and her heart miraculously settled down.

Who is it?

She vaguely felt that the important thing she had forgotten had to do with the owner of the voice.

You have to remember it quickly.

She blinked, dissipated her guard, and listened carefully to the man's voice.

The voice rang out two more times, and it became clearer and clearer.

Finally, the voice seemed to break through the thick clouds and reach her ears completely, and she heard it!

"Sparse flowers!"

Anxious and gentle.

It was as if my heart had been pinched hard.

Shuhua felt a slight feeling of dizziness, and when she opened her eyes again, she was standing under a long corridor, both sides were planted with flowers and trees, and when the wind blew, the petals flew all over the sky, like a snowfall.

This is......

She turned around, and sure enough, she saw a tall young man in Xuanyi standing behind her.

Mu Feibai.

She silently called his name in her heart.

yes, how did she forget this person.

She has some likes for Zhu'an, but that kind of liking does not carry a trace of affection, appreciation, and gratitude. Zhu'an always has a warm smile, she always has a cold face, she seems to see the same kind of people, and she likes each other with affection.

But the thought of liking him just now appeared too abruptly, as if it had been forcefully stuffed into her brain, untimely and weird, how could she think that, this was not what she thought in her heart at all, this was not the world she knew.

Mu Feibai looked at her seriously, but it was not a conversation in his memory.

"Shuhua ......" She only heard him call her name gently, and what was said behind her couldn't be heard clearly, as if she was anxious to tell her something.

"What did you say?"

An anxious look appeared on Mu Feibai's face, and he said eagerly again.

was still dumbfounded, but Shuhua understood his lips.

"Shuhua, wake up!"