This has never happened before.

In the past, although Gu Yanjun was unwilling to acknowledge Jiang Jiang as his uncle, he still treated him with courtesy and maintained a certain distance, just like he would with other people.

After all, this is his consistent style.

They had never been so close before.

Jiang Jiang looked Gu Yanjun over again as if he were a stranger, then quickly ran away from him and ran to Xie Mingzhu, grabbing her arm.

"Mom, has Gu Yanjun lost his mind?"

The child was confused, but Xie Mingzhu knew perfectly well why Gu Yanjun had suddenly changed his behavior.

She pursed her lips, touched Jiang Jiang's little face, and forced a smile.

"Jiangjiang, be good. Go to the side with Yangyang and Yueyue and discuss the menu for dinner. Mom will come over and talk to you later, okay?"

Although Jiangjiang didn't understand what was happening, she obediently nodded and led Yangyang and Yueyue to discuss it on their own.

Turning her head to look at Gu Yanjun who was walking this way, Xie Mingzhu took a deep breath, her mind in turmoil.

She had actually talked to Gu Yanjun just a couple of days ago.

That time, it was Gu Yanjun who took the initiative to ask her out.

Xie Mingzhu was initially confused, not knowing what he wanted to talk to her about. She thought that he couldn't let go of Jiang Jiang and wanted to be the child's godfather.

Unexpectedly, Gu Yanjun got straight to the point and explained why he wanted to chat with her.

"Actually, I've been having the same dream over and over the years."

Gu Yanjun spoke these words in a very serious tone, which stunned Xie Mingzhu, who thought he was talking in his sleep.

Who would start by talking about their dreams with someone else?

But as the conversation progressed, she realized that wasn't the case.

Because Gu Yanjun's dream was related to her.

It turns out that Gu Yanjun has been having the same dream over the years: he returns to the dilapidated temple he visited before and has a relationship with a strange woman there.

But before he met Xie Mingzhu, Gu Yanjun couldn't see the woman's face clearly in those dreams.

It wasn't until I met Xie Mingzhu and saw her for the first time that the woman in my dreams finally had a face.

At first, Gu Yanjun thought that his subconscious was a bit confused, and that he had seen someone during the day and then unconsciously projected that person's face onto the woman's face in his dream.

Until the second time I had this dream, the third time, the fourth time...

Gu Yanjun gradually realized something was wrong.

From the first time I dreamed that the woman's face was Xie Mingzhu's, almost every subsequent dream was the same.

And that face became clearer and clearer in the dream, so clear that he could even see the direction in which a strand of messy hair by Xie Mingzhu's temple was fluttering, and he could see the beads of sweat rolling on her forehead.

Gu Yanjun suddenly realized that this dream might not be unfounded.

It's more like memories are being slowly filled in completely.

Gu Yanjun felt something was wrong the more he thought about it. In those few days, whenever he had a spare moment, he couldn't help but think about this matter.

He even took the time to investigate Xie Mingzhu's life and experiences.

He didn't know much about Xie Mingzhu's family at first. He just thought that a girl from a family like Xie Mingzhu's wouldn't go to a place like Duanqiao Village, let alone spend the night in a dilapidated temple.

Because he thought it was impossible, Gu Yanjun kept denying the vague idea in his mind, finding it absurd.