The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

He didn't understand why Zijin would go and come back?

What will happen to Chang'an City after his death?

The fire in the direction of the imperial city had become the last scene he saw.

Murong Qingjue, do you hate me?

I'm so cowardly, I can't bear your decisive love.

If there is an afterlife, can I take care of everything for you?

Chuchu opened his eyes, and a ray of sunlight pierced his eyes.

He raised his thin arms, trying to block the sunlight outside.

The place where An Junchu lived was a two-storey courtyard. Unlike other courtyards, this courtyard was organized by his mother in an antique style and in good order.

In this huge city, living in this quiet courtyard, I can no longer feel the passage of time.

An Jun first went downstairs and sat on the swing in the courtyard, quietly watching the time of the towering bell tower in the distance.

I knew it was a year in my dream, but only one month has passed here.

He just lay on the bed silently for half a year, having dreams for six months.Could it be that all this is really just a dream?

He doesn't believe it, he doesn't believe it.

He covered his face, tears streaming down his fingers.

Murong Qingjue, where are you?

where are you?

Why go back to a familiar place, a familiar home, but feel that without you, this place does not belong to me.

Are you a real existence, or a phantom made up in my dream?

"An Junchu"

Lin Jianqiu, who came back from shopping outside, stood at the door of the small courtyard dazedly.

She saw Jun Chu sitting quietly in the swing courtyard like this, his hair that hadn't been trimmed in the past six months was already over his shoulders, his face was half covered, and he was indescribably decadent and helpless.

An Junchu raised his head slowly, and Lin Jianqiu was holding a large pile of ice cream and standing in surprise at the gate of the yard wearing a pair of slippers.

Mu Furong's face slowly appeared in front of him, where did the person who kept calling Murong Qingjue Husband go now?

He looked at Lin Jianqiu in a daze, and finally showed a smile: "Jianqiu!"

"Bastard" Lin Jianqiu threw away the ice cream and ran over.The fists fell on him like raindrops, and all the worries and panics of these days poured out all at once.

An Junchu did not hide, but stared at her in a daze.

It was still those arrogant eyes, but in the end they lost all their brilliance.

Lin Jianqiu, Mu Furong...

Ah!Is God kidding me?

"Do you know how my old lady came here these days? I have to go to work during the day, and I have to take care of you, a living dead, at night. If it weren't for our life-threatening friendship, I would have slapped my ass and left. You say you, wake up Liao Ye looks half-dead, what are you thinking? Do you know that my old lady can't stand your scare like this, you're human so don't look at me like that."

Lin Jianqiu growled more and more annoyed, and when he talked about the excitement, tears also burst out.

An Jun moved his hands at the beginning and grabbed her frantic hands.

He just hasn't adapted to this world yet, but Jian Qiu...

Nice to see you again!

He smiled at him sincerely, and begged for mercy: "It hurts so much! Auntie"

"You know it hurts! You know how powerful this old lady is!" Lin Jianqiu yelled at him domineeringly, but a sobbing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

An Junchu nodded movedly, wiped away the tears from the corner of her mouth, and looked at her with a smile.

"You look so ugly when you smile!" Lin Jianqiu didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, he was crying so much that he wanted to help him wipe his tears: "Let's see if you still dare to sleep like this in the future!"

"I won't see Qiu, I won't..."

Is it really a dream?

Why is it so real?

In this world, would there be the same Murong Qingjue?

Also waiting for myself...