All this may be due to the unfinished fate of the previous life. Liu Yan always appears in the same dream. This dream has appeared too many times, as if summoning her soul.
In dreams, a man's firm and deep voice always rings in my ears: Yan'er, I will protect you with this world and will not allow you to be harmed in any way. If someone bullies you, I will be my enemy. If someone hurts you, I will cut him to pieces with a thousand swords. Yan'er, don't leave me.
Before she could see who he was, a handsome man like Chen Hao walked towards her. His obsidian eyes were filled with familiar warmth. He said: Yue Gui, Yue Gui, I am your brother Ling. We have only been separated for a long time. Be good, stop crying. Your brother Ling is not dead.
Suddenly, the scene turned, and a girl with a delicate face, wearing a gorgeous and solemn wedding dress, staggered on a high tower, using her last bit of strength to choke and cry to her: Sister! Run away! Don't cry and don't think about me. In the next life, Qianyi will still be your sister!
When he turned around and looked back, the girl had long since disappeared. Liu Yan woke up from her dream, always feeling so stuffy that she couldn't breathe. There is a lot of confusion, every word is imprinted in my heart. She also asked for a sign and asked for an explanation, but in the end she didn't know how to solve it.
Maybe she was on the bank of the Wangchuan River, next to the Sansheng Stone. After all, she couldn't swallow the bitter soup. She just said to herself, I have forgotten them. I have completely forgotten them. There is no need for this soup.