Yunchu nodded and responded happily: "Okay, okay!"
Jiang Zhanyuan finished eating quickly, and Yunchu began to clean up the dishes for him. Her hands suddenly slowed down.
She spoke cautiously, "Mr. Jiang...do I look a lot like your old friend?"
Jiang Zhanyuan hid his hands under the table and clenched them into fists where no one could see. "Why do you ask that?"
Yunchu raised his head and met those dark eyes.
Why do you ask?
"Because I always feel that when you look at me, it feels like you are remembering someone."
She even felt that the wood carving he was carving in the room today might not be an object, but the person he cared about.
Jiang Zhanyuan shook his head. "Who are you reminiscing about? The person in your memories, but also the person in front of you."
Yunchu thought to himself that the person in his memories was the person in front of him.
When he was dressed like a beggar, Yunchu felt that he was very familiar.
Later, when I saw him in a carriage with a new outfit, the strange feeling in my heart still remained.
But I shouldn't have seen him before, right?
But now he said so again.
"Have we known each other before?"
Jiang Zhanyuan shook his head again and looked at the somewhat gloomy sky outside.
"No, if I have to give a reason, I might have seen it in a previous life, or maybe in a dream."
He had many dreams about her. She was standing under the crabapple tree and calling him "A Yuan", standing at the door and calling him "husband". He tried desperately to catch her shadow, but failed every time.
In the dream, she seemed to be playing a trick on him, but even so, even though he knew it was fake, he was still willing to sink into it.
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