Nian Jinshu found Yan Hui under the plum tree. Yan Hui was using his shocking shadow to beat the plums. He didn't eat too sweet fruits, but for a moment the plums were sour.

Yan Hui was not surprised to see Nian Jinshu, as expected, "Holy Master drove you out?"

"You use Jinghong Shadow to beat the fruit?"

"What's wrong with fighting fruits? I'm using Jinghong Shadow to kill the chicken."

New Year's Jinshu, "..."

If the Lord of Yanmen knew, she would have to jump out of the coffin board and be resurrected from the dead. She always knew the right way and never mentioned the Lord of Yanmen in front of Yanhui, so as not to be heartbroken.

Yan returned to take a basket of plums and walked towards the back mountain. Nian Jinshu followed him without hesitation. Yan returned to give her the basket. Nian Jinshu started eating plums and followed closely behind him.

"Why don't you ask, why would you draw a crane with you?"

"What's the point of asking?"

Nian Jinshu didn't turn around to look at him from beginning to end, so he couldn't peek at Nian Jinshu's paintings. He didn't want to know why he drew a crane.

In fact, he had never seen a crane.

I've only seen it in my dreams.

There has been no such creature on the Western continent.

"I saw it in my dream."

Yan paused, turned to look at Nian Jinshu, a little surprised, "Where have you seen it?"

"In the dream."

Nian Jinshu retelled his dream, "I have dreamed of a big palace, magnificent, the palace is full of white roses, water lilies are blooming in the water, and the cranes guard the palace, which remains unchanged for thousands of years."

"Is the crane's tail red?"

"How do you know?"

Yan raised her eyebrows back and remained silent.

It's a coincidence!

He also dreamed of it.

The same palace, the same water lilies, the same white roses, and the same cranes. It seems that they have the same dream. What is the fate?

Nian Jinshu didn't expect that she and Yanhui had the same dream.

What is this?

"Yan Hui, did we know each other in our previous life?" Nian Jinshu couldn't help asking. She had seen a man in her dream, wearing a maple red gown, but she could never see his face clearly. She only knew that his laughter sounded very nice and would call her name.

A Jin, A Jin...

"Even if you know each other, it's a bad fate." Yan didn't look back. He knew that Nian Jinshu had not accepted the fact that they had broken up their ties and always followed him, but they would eventually get farther and farther away.

This is an inevitable thing.

Nian Jinshu was angry, helpless and sad. He really didn't plan to give her an explanation. In fact, as she grew older, she gradually became sensible, but she was not that sensible.

She always hopes to go back two years ago.

Yan Hui jumped onto the tree casually, pillowed her hands under her head, stretched her legs, and her long gown floated among the green leaves, her ink hair drooped, and her posture was leisurely. Nian Jinshu looked up at him, a little tired.

He is like a bright moon high above.

Don't climb high.

"Nian Jinshu, do you like Xiao Changfeng?"

Yan Hui seemed to ask unintentionally, but waited for her answer. Nian Jinshu didn't know what it means to like and remained silent. In the past two years, except for Xue Lan, Xiao Changfeng has been very good to her.

"Since you think he is the same as me back then, why do you still follow me? Recalling the years that have passed long ago?" He was a little jealous.

Although he let go of the New Year's Book.

But she was very upset when she had a hot fight with another person so quickly.

"Different." Nian Jinshu lowered his head and murmured to himself, "You are different."

No one can be like Yan Hui in her heart.
Chapter completed!