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Jian Chen quickly withdrew his fingers.

Heart pounding.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Ye Siting to see him. This is the dream of Cuscuta, the memory of the man, and Jian Chen is just a bystander who cannot participate.

Then why... the man's eyes fell on him now?

Jian Chen stretched out his hand tentatively, and waved it in front of the man's eyes.

impossible.

It was absolutely impossible for Justin to see himself.

Jian Chen comforted himself like this.

It's just that the line of sight through the cool air, the silent and lonely night flowed silently, making Jian Chen's back slightly numb.

There is nothing behind youth.Maybe it's just a coincidence that the timing was too good. I just made a gesture to send healing spiritual power to the man, just in time for the man to raise his head and meet his gaze.

Jian Chen silently convinced himself.

Just the next second.

Justin suddenly raised his hand.

The man's knuckles were white and slender. He stopped in mid-air and curled up slightly, as if he wanted to hold something.

Jian Chen was shocked.

The position where Justin clenched was exactly where he stretched out his hand before the man's eyes.

Is there a possibility that Justin... wants to hold his hand?

After realizing this fact, Jian Chen's eyelashes trembled in disbelief, he quickly withdrew his hands, backed away, and put his hands on the sofa.

And Justin was also taken aback.

Even though it was only a split second, his hand passed through the young man's hand, and he held it empty. This is an extremely unbelievable situation.

The man threw away the cigarette.

Then, leaned over to him.

Jian Chen was a little dazed, his dim vision magnified all his senses, although he was entering someone else's dream, but the touch was very real, as if he was there.

But, at this very moment... what is going on? !

Seeming to have realized that he could not touch the young man, Justin's figure paused and his movements slowed down.

The man put one hand on Jian Chen's waist, leaned slightly, and leaned towards the young man.

The other party's hair hangs down, eyelashes cast fine shadows under the eyelids, and even the breath is approaching, but the eyes are always staring at him.

Now, Jian Chen can no longer deceive himself that the man can't see him anymore.

How is this going.

I can see it now...why didn't I see it before?

Could it be the reason why I used my mental power just now?

This kind of ability can span time, and even break away from the shackles of different spaces?

Jian Chen's brain was spinning rapidly.

He shouldn't be here, he wasn't sure how he would affect Justin, the young man's Adam's apple twitched, and before he had time to think more, a man's voice sounded in his ears, a little lazy and hoarse:

"I knew it, you're not dead."

Jian Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

The heart beats suddenly.

Actually I'm dead.

The me you see is actually Jian Chen from the future.

The young man really wanted to say this, but just as he was about to speak, he saw the look in Justin's eyes, but he couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

At the same time, he also smelled a faint smell of alcohol, his eyes drifted, and he saw the half-empty wine bottle on the table in the living room, and he understood it instantly.

Jian Chen whispered: "I didn't even know you could drink..."

Jian Chen didn't expect that in Cuscuta's dream, he could still have a conversation with the past Ye Siting. He didn't know if this was the reality that happened in the past, or it was just a man's imagination.

But Jian Chen didn't want to let go of this opportunity.

He quickly said: "Estin, don't be sad, although I'm gone now, I will come back in the interstellar era."

"The interstellar era is about... more than 3000 years from now, but your lifespan has also been extended because you have the white tiger gene!"

"We were reunited in the interstellar era, and Dundun was also here... I also opened a zoo, and you became the monarch of the Federation Empire. Although you turned into a little white tiger, I still recognized you at a glance."

Jian Chen felt that he had endless things to say, he wanted to quickly save his lover from the decadent state in front of him, no matter whether it was true or not.

Witnessed with my own eyes that after the man learned of his death, he returned to the home where he and Justin were, found Dundun, and jumped into the water in the form of a white tiger to search for himself. He was exhausted but in vain. Within a few years, the men were once mentally violent, and could not even participate in military operations.

And Jian Chen, who entered the ancient earth as an outsider, witnessed with his own eyes how the world changed after his death.

All this always made him panic and distressed.

Jian Chen tried to tell everything that happened in the interstellar era, but after he said so much, Ye Siting stared at his lips with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

"..."

Jian Chen paused.

His voice stopped.

Only then did the young man realize that although he could speak, Justin seemed unable to hear his voice.

The two were very close, but it seemed that countless centuries had passed between them.

Jian Chen's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he stopped making a sound. He felt his eye sockets gradually becoming hot.

He held out his hand, motioning for Estine to hold it out.

The man quickly understood what he meant, and stretched out his hand towards Jian Chen obediently.

Jian Chen lowered his head, and slowly wrote a few words on the man's palm with his right hand.

Although the other party couldn't feel his own touch, his eyes fell on Jian Chen's fingertips. Under the man's golden eyes, he seemed to be focusing on Jian Chen's writing.

——"Wait for me in the future."

The young man slowly wrote these words on the man's palm.

By this time, the healing spiritual power that had been continuously released just now had gradually dried up, and Jian Chen found that the light flow on his fingertips was gradually becoming shallower until it disappeared.

The young man who could be seen by Justin also disappeared after the transmission of spiritual power stopped.

But Jian Chen didn't leave.

It's just that Justin can't see him anymore.

Jian Chen saw Ye Si Ting standing up suddenly, his eyes seemed to be searching for his figure, and his eyes gradually showed a trace of panic and blood red.

After completely losing sight of the young man, the man slightly lowered his eyes and looked at his right hand.

Those few words, as if they left a sense of touch, really existed.

Jian Chen woke up startled.

He lay on his side on the bed, stretched his fingertips, and fell asleep in the middle of the bed without a pillow.

The small fan beside him was still blowing.

And the purple flowers and leaves have been burned, and the roots and leaves are hanging down pitifully.

Jian Chen's eyes fell on his index finger.

At some point, the dodder, which was tightly bound in the net bag, protruded a small branch and leaf from the loose mouth, and wrapped it around Jian Chen's index finger silently.

I don't know how long it's been like this.

Jian Chen silently pulled his fingers away from the entanglement of the dodder, and sent the protruding branch and leaf back into the net bag.

At the same time, turn off the small fans around you.

The slight noise from the small fan disappeared the moment it was turned off.

The room was surprisingly quiet.

Jian Chen was staring blankly at the bedside. Because the dream was too real, he needed some time to get his mind out of the dream.

It took him a long time to realize that he is now on the Tomb Spirit Star. Tonight, he had an exciting adventure with Dundun on his back on the Tomb Spirit Star. At the same time, he also found a place to hide on this strange and mysterious planet. own dodder.

And just now, under the hypnosis of Ziyehua, he fell into a deep sleep with Cuscuta.

So everything just now was a dream.

Right now he is real in Bennett's castle, and Yestin, who was parasitized by the dodder, is still hunting him across the stars.

Jian Chen regained his composure.

He also subconsciously and habitually touched the little panda beside the bed.

Because the purple leaf flower is non-toxic and harmless, and has a gentle and healthy sleep-promoting effect, Jian Chen put the little panda who was frightened out of his wits by following him tonight, and put it next to the bed. Get a good night's sleep too.

It's just that he felt empty.

There is no familiar soft belly touch.

Jian Chen sat up quickly, startled.

He is used to the feeling that the little panda is at hand when he wakes up, and occasionally he will feel flustered if he can't touch it.

This kind of situation usually happens when Dundun sleeps too hard and falls out of bed when turning over.

But in general, the body of the red panda is too thick, and it feels nothing after falling. It kicks its legs and continues to sleep on the spot.

Therefore, when Jian Chen got up in the middle of the night, he used his feet to test to see if there were any wild red pandas on the ground.

But today, Jian Chen didn't touch Dundun on the mattress, looked at the ground beside the bed, and didn't find any small black and white glutinous rice balls.

Jian Chen was a little confused.

This is Bennett's castle. Could it be that Bennett took it away, or did the little bug fly back and attract Dundun out?

Just when Jian Chen wanted to call out to Dundun.

In the silent room, it was dim and pitch black, only the faint light of the city poured in from the window, dyeing the bed and the sofa seat next to it with a layer of brilliance, gorgeous and warm.

Jian Chen rubbed his eyes, suddenly, a voice sounded not far away.

"What are you looking for?"

The voice was magnetic and low, and it was extremely clear in the quiet bedroom, but it was like thunder, making Jian Chen's palm tremble violently.

Jian Chen raised his head, followed the direction of the voice, and looked at the source of the voice not far away.

Heartbeat almost stopped at that moment.

The tall man was sitting on the sofa chair, wearing a smooth and handsome military uniform, with long legs straddling the edge of the chair, against the light.

Don't know how long it's been sitting there.

Jian Chen looked down.

Their red panda, the fluffy black and white dumpling, was sleeping peacefully on Ye Siting's lap.