Chapter 311 It’s Not Reality

The return of Emperor Jing means the return of the ruler of the world. Who wouldn't be happy about this?

A group of people took advantage of the beautiful sunset in the evening and held a banquet in the courtyard. There were too many people to fit on the ordinary round table, so they simply used a long table. The delicious dishes were placed from one end to the other. The wine was mellow, the tea was elegant, the sound of cups colliding was crisp and pleasant, and people were talking and laughing as they drank.

The orange glow covered half the sky and fell on everyone, highlighting their relaxed expressions and the joy in their eyes and eyebrows.

Lin Junhuai vividly described what happened during this period to everyone, dancing with excitement: "Thanks to Yi An for sending me a message, it happened so fast that I controlled the machine to fly at the speed of light to catch the two people who fell off the cliff!"

The rest of the people said "Oh~" and began to applaud in a seal-like manner.

Jun Lin propped his chin with his hands and looked at Yi An: "I owe you too many times."

The silver-haired, red-eyed boy pursed his lips and smiled: "Haven't you already paid it back?"

You saved Ali's and my life.

Jun Lin sighed: "I am so happy to have you and Master around."

The brothers from Xueyu were happy, but Lin Jun was unhappy. He muttered, "Why shouldn't I please you? I'm so brave!"

Junlin praised: "Mojia Jiguan Bird is indeed the best in the game."

"Hey, hey, hey! You're exaggerating! Only I can control the machine bird so well!"

He was so anxious that he almost stamped his feet, and his face was full of "Praise me, praise me!"

This caused the others to laugh quietly.

Praise him!

Jun Lin narrowed his eyes into crescents: "I'm just kidding you, but in fact, the master is extremely handsome."

Now he was the one who felt embarrassed. He sat down with his cheeks pursed and his ears red.

"But why did they transform into Zhou Lang and Nian Niang?"

"I heard they were supposed to pretend to be cousins, how did they become husband and wife?"

"Zhou Lang also bought Nian Niang a storybook based on the King of Yue. What is his intention?"

All of a sudden, everyone turned their sharp and scrutinizing eyes to the ministers, who were stunned.

I won’t explain the first two, but do you believe the last sentence when I say it’s a coincidence?

Everyone's resentment grew even stronger.

Duke: “…”

Okay, I knew you didn’t believe it.

He was drinking alone, rather uninterested.

Wen Suili held the white cat with the same name in his arms. The man's gaze was like feathers falling on the lake, looking at Jun Lin softly and tenderly: "What happened in the ruins?"

This is the theme of this banquet.

Everyone's heart was tense and they were ready to listen carefully.

Jun Lin drank a glass of wine and filled it up again. She looked at the transparent and clear wine. Her quiet and peaceful voice seemed to be telling an ancient story, echoing clearly and melodiously in the courtyard.

“When the second door opened and I truly entered the ruins, I came to my senses and found myself back in my own world.”

They all had different looks on their faces, and it was obvious that they were gradually being led by her into this wonderful journey of ruins.

It only took a moment for Junlin to step into the ruins and return to the modern era. She didn't even have time to react.

"Mother's coming..."

Her mother hugged her and cried for a long time. Her father and brother stood by and quietly wiped their tears. Outside the glass window were high-rise buildings, cars were busy on the streets, celebrity advertisements were playing on the electronic screens, girls in textile dresses were walking arm in arm on the street, and a sense of technology filled every corner.

Yes, this is modern times.

Junlin was 20 years old at the time, a junior in college. He died suddenly at home during the summer vacation due to studying, and stayed in the hospital for three years.

She was silent for a long time. Are you serious about studying sudden death? Am I working so hard?

But she really loved to fight and worked hard at everything. Her knowledge, strategies, and even her unfathomable martial arts were all earned by her. It's just that Emperor Jing did not die suddenly, but Jun Lin did.

Jun Lin: “…”

Is it true that modern people stay at home for too long and rarely exercise, so their bodies are so vulnerable?

But one thing is obvious, that is, Junlin has the same feelings as them.

Her parents, her brother, her closest relatives who are inseparable from her blood.

"dad."

"Mom."

"elder brother."

Every time someone is called, that person will feel a sore nose.

“I missed you so much.”

She hugged her mother and buried her head in her mother's soft breath: "I am sorry for you."

The mother loved to cry. She hugged her with tears in her eyes and said, "What are you talking about, silly girl?"

The father choked up a little and said, "There's nothing to be sorry about. You have always been our pride."

Her brother lowered his long eyelashes to hide the moisture in his eyes and patted her head lovingly: "Family reunion is more important than anything else."

Your waking up is the greatest gift from God.

That day, the family was sitting in the living room. Her parents were arguing, she was holding her cat and watching TV, her brother was feeding her dried peaches, and the family portrait was placed neatly on the table. It was warm and beautiful. This was her home.

But everything was broken because of her words.

“Is everything here true?”

She was speaking a declarative sentence.

The three people in the living room turned to look at her in confusion. Jun Lin suppressed his reluctance and looked into his mother's moist eyes, and asked softly, "Mom, is this true?"

Tears silently slid down the woman's face. The smile she revealed was gentle and fragile, and the mother shook her head gently.

Not true.

Jun Lin's heart trembled, and she turned to look at her father who was strict but loved her very much, and asked: "Dad, if I choose a path, should I go all the way? How should I choose between small love and big love?"

The father, who was always serious and a bit old-fashioned, burst into tears: "My daughter will definitely follow her heart to the end. Small love can make a few people happy, and great love can make the world happy. Choices and sacrifices are inevitable."

Jun Lin's eyes were sore and he quickly looked away to look at his brother.

Leng Bingbing is like her father, and she likes to lecture her. She is a brother who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside and holds her in his hands.

"Brother, are you reliable? Can you take good care of our parents?"

Another statement. She believed more than anyone else that her omnipotent brother could do this.

Her brother's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. He stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly. He choked with sobs but promised solemnly: "Of course."

Jun Lin's eyes and nose were sore. She smiled and said, "Then I can leave without any worries."

This is not the modern world, or rather, she did not go back, but the ruins reflected her deepest reluctance and longing.

But even her family in the illusion couldn't bear to lie to her. They respected her every decision and encouraged her to keep moving forward.

"Dad, Mom, Brother."

She smiled suddenly, like a gorgeous peach blossom, dazzling and beautiful.

"I love you."

As she got older, she was too shy to say this to her family, but now she said it.

My parents and brother laughed and cried: "We are the same."

Jun Lin disappeared in a white light, and she stood in the ruins again, a wet feeling she had never felt before running across her cheeks.

She reached out her hand ignorantly to touch it, and her fingertips were stained with glistening tears.