Di Er Luo slowly lay back down beside Xingyue, his movements so gentle as if he was afraid of waking her up.

Then, the second Luo gently closed his eyes, naturally wrapped his arms around Xingyue's slender waist, and held her tightly in his arms.

As a thought turned in his mind, slowly, the second Luo's mind gradually immersed itself, as if passing through a layer of gauze, and quietly entered the picturesque dream world of Xingyue.

In this dreamlike realm, Xingyue felt as if she were in a paradise of blossoming flowers, a breathtaking beauty. All around her, delicate blossoms blossomed, emitting waves of intoxicating fragrance. Xingyue joyfully glided through the sea of ​​flowers, unfettered and reveling in this incomparable comfort and beauty.

Second Luo silently followed Xingyue's gaze, watching every scene unfold before him. He couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, "I never thought my sister's dreams could be so pure, innocent, and beautiful."

At this moment, an enormous butterfly suddenly entered Xingyue's field of vision. Its broad wings were covered with brilliant and colorful patterns, gleaming with dazzling multicolored light, and it was simply extremely beautiful.

Xingyue was completely attracted by this magical and charming butterfly. She couldn't help but take a step forward and ran after it all the way. Finally, she arrived at a towering palace (Temple of Light) that was solemn, majestic, full of sunshine and warmth.

As Xingyue entered the palace, her gaze was immediately drawn to a towering figure in a pristine white robe. Standing with his back to her, he stood tall and slender, exuding an otherworldly aura and an air of authority without even being angry.

Xingyue walked forward lightly, filled with curiosity. The moment the man slowly turned around, her eyes widened in shock—because what appeared before her was Dong Ming's strange yet familiar face!

"God King Dongming?!" Xingyue really didn't expect to see Dongming again.

Dong Ming's lips curled up slightly upon hearing this, forming a charming arc. A warm smile like the spring sun seemed to ripple across his handsome face. He gently said to Xingyue, "Xingyue, welcome back to the Temple of Light! This... will always be your home!"

Hearing these words, Xingyue felt an indescribable sense of intimacy. She stared at Dongming quietly, tears glistening in her eyes.

Afterwards, Dong Ming led Xing Yue to tour this magnificent temple. The temple was filled with many amazing sights and countless rare treasures.

Walking to the Yaotai Mirror in the Temple of Light, a pool of crystal-clear water shimmered with shimmering light. Within the pool, a lotus bud, about to bloom, stood proudly, its delicate pistil tightly encased in its rosy pink petals. Its beauty was captivating, yet tinged with shyness.

Xingyue slowly walked over to this place and was immediately attracted by the beautiful grace of this lotus. She couldn't help but smile like a flower. That smile was like a gentle breeze blowing through the mountains and forests, warm and gentle, refreshing and refreshing.

At this moment, something magical happened. As if sensing the smile of the stars and moon, the lotus suddenly blossomed with brilliant light. Within this light, the lotus gradually transformed into a handsome young man.

The young man was tall and slender, with a handsome face and a lively look between his eyebrows. His skin was as delicate as lotus petals, and his peach blossom eyes were clear and bright, as if they could look directly into people's souls.

Xingyue stared in surprise at the approaching young man. Her heart was filled with endless doubts, as if a fog had enveloped her thoughts. Meanwhile, the young man, with a gentle smile on his face and light, graceful steps, slowly approached her.

"Thank you, Goddess of Stars and Moon. It is because of your existence that I was able to successfully transform into a human." The young man's voice was clear and pleasant, like ethereal fairy music, lingering in the ears of Stars and Moon, making people intoxicated.

Xingyue came back to her senses as if waking from a dream, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a gentle smile. She responded softly: "You are so beautiful, just like this blooming lotus, exuding a pure and sacred aura."

The young man was startled for a moment, then a shy blush spread across his face. He chuckled shyly, "Thank you, Star-Moon Goddess, for your kind words. I myself was transformed from this lotus, so it's only natural that I bear some resemblance to it."

The two smiled at each other, and when their eyes met, they revealed their deep appreciation for each other.

At this moment, Dong Ming's deep and magnetic voice came over: "Xingyue, the Holy Son is your companion lotus. I wonder if you still remember him. Furthermore, there is the Yaotai Treasure Mirror, which possesses the magical ability to see through all things in the world. It is the most precious treasure of our Temple of Light. As for the details of this magnificent Temple of Light, do you still remember them in your heart?"

Dong Ming's words echoed in the empty hall, like the sound of morning bells and evening drums, striking Xingyue's heart. She stood there quietly, a trace of confusion flashing in her beautiful eyes.

Xingyue felt that everything in the Temple of Light was extremely familiar. The towering dome, the gorgeous murals, and the dazzling palace lanterns seemed to be telling the beauty of this place.

However, she could not retrieve her lost memories. All the laughter, tears, pain and joy she had experienced seemed to be washed away by the torrent of time, leaving only a blank.

Xingyue tried to grasp those vague fragments of memory, but they slipped through her fingers like quicksand. She felt helpless and lonely, as if she were in a strange world, and everything around her was incompatible with her.

Dong Ming looked at Xingyue quietly, a trace of heartache flashing across his eyes. He knew that Xingyue's memory was sealed, and only by breaking this seal could Xingyue find her true self.

Thinking of this, Dong Ming gently held Xingyue's hand and said, "Xingyue, it's yours, and it will always be yours, even if you lose it temporarily."

Xingyue felt the warmth in Dongming's hand, and an inexplicable feeling of gratitude welled up in her heart. She raised her head, looked into Dongming's eyes, and said, "Thank you, God King Dongming."

Dong Ming smiled slightly, but with a hint of bitterness. He whispered, "Xingyue, you are my fiancée. I will wait for you, even if it takes thousands of years, until the moment you can recognize me..."

Accompanied by Dong Ming, Xing Yue began her journey to find her memories. They walked through every corner of the Temple of Light. Whenever Xing Yue set her sights on a certain place, Dong Ming would patiently tell her everything that had happened there...