Chapter 85 The Wedding Dress in My Dream (1/2)



After going around in circles.

I met Song Qingrong again.

After going through many twists and turns, we became friends again, even if it was just the beginning, but that was enough for me.

I think we'll get closer again someday.

...

It was already past midnight when we got back to the coffin shop.

Yan Shan was resting, but since I had mentioned it beforehand, he left the door open for me.

I'm quite familiar with coffin shops; my experiences from my previous life are still vivid in my mind.

My room is the same room Yan Yin lived in in my previous life.

It seems like there really is a cycle of reincarnation in this world.

It's not just about the cycle of life, but also the cycle of fate.

Lying in bed, I found it difficult to fall asleep for a while.

Because of this familiar environment, I can recall all the events of my past life whenever I close my eyes, especially my greatest pain being that I was unable to snatch Yan Yin's life from the clutches of death.

Even if I could start over now, and I still have plenty of time, I'm still afraid.

The greatest pain in life is often not missing out, but the helplessness of repeating the same mistakes.

For example, you might have experienced a situation where hope was right in front of you, but then it suddenly vanished. At that moment, you might feel desperate and keep telling yourself why you didn't seize that hope in the first place.

And if suddenly, someone gives you another chance, and you're about to seize it, and your hope is about to become a reality, then someone tells you that the opportunity and the hope have slipped away again.

How will you feel this time?

I think it will be a living hell, even more painful than despair.

I don't want to miss out again.

Thinking of this, I got out of bed.

I searched the room and finally found a pen and paper, and then wrote my first diary entry in this life.

The weather is sunny and windy, and I'm in a pretty good mood.

I finally met Yan Yin and Song Qingrong.

In this life, I must never allow myself to have regrets again, never miss out again, and never lose again.

Let's start with this diary entry.

It serves as a reminder to myself.

After I finished writing, I went back to bed.

Perhaps because of that diary entry, I had some kind of emotional support, and I fell asleep very quickly this time.

That's strange.

That night, I had a dream.

In my dream, I seemed to be the groom.

However, the bride was not Song Qingrong, but Yan Yin.

In my dream, Yan Yin, dressed in a wedding gown, looked at me and said, "Xu Ruo, this time, I'm finally marrying you."

These words jolted me awake from my dream.

To be honest, I really don't have any improper thoughts about Yan Yin.

In my previous life, when Song Qingrong asked me if I liked Yan Yin, I remained silent and did not answer. But later, after thinking about it carefully, I realized that my feelings for Yan Yin were more of a sense of shared suffering.

I think we have a lot in common.

I also felt that we were both suffering.

At that time, Yan Yin repeatedly told me not to die, which was like a light that saved me and allowed me to completely let go of my feelings for Gu Nianci.

To be honest...

Yan Yin and I are more like close friends.

That feeling wasn't love.

But now, I've had this dream...

This dream instantly woke me up. It wasn't that Yan Yin was bad, but rather that I was going to marry Song Qingrong, someone I owed her from my past life.

My past, present, and future should all belong to Song Qingrong.

Not anyone else.

Including Yan Yin.

Including Gu Nianci, whom we may meet again later.

I got up and got out of bed. I attributed the dream to the fact that the room I was sleeping in now would be related to Yan Yin in the future. I didn't stay in the room anymore and went outside.

To my surprise, Yan Shan had already woken up.

Seeing me come out of the room, he glanced at me while wiping the coffin, and said with a half-smile, "So you know how to come back, huh?"

"I thought you were staying at that young girl's house."

I gave an awkward laugh.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"It's nothing to me, but if others hear about it, it's a serious matter concerning their innocence."

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