Chapter 7
At the same time, an order was issued, and the Imperial Guards who had been waiting around raised their bows and arrows and shot at the disfavored Fifth Prince, whom Emperor Ling disliked.
Arrows, like bloodthirsty weapons, pierced Wei Zhan's body one after another. As he fell, Wei Zhan's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the one person who had been different for even a moment in his life.
He hoped to be destined to meet again in the next life, yet he also wished not to be. In this moment of passing away, he wished you peace and happiness in all your future lives—that was his lifelong hope.
A single tear from the corner of Wei Zhan's eye fell onto the blood-soaked ground, obscuring his life.
Wei Zhan, Wei Zhan, please wake up! Can't you look at me? Wei Zhan, have you forgotten our promise? Why won't you wake up?
At the moment my loved one died, I didn't change at all, just like usual. It was only the things that were slowly dissipating from my body that made me feel that I should see him soon!
When Wei Zhan woke up, a sudden pain shot through his chest, causing him to involuntarily hiss.
After a while, once the pain subsided, Wei Zhan pressed his hand against his heart, thinking about the familiar dream he had had the same one over the years.
Especially in recent weeks, I've been dreaming about this frequently. Could it be that he really was shot to death with an arrow before?
In my dream, his name was also Wei Zhan. Could it really be his past life? But who can be sure that people have past and present lives?
Wei Zhan shook his head helplessly, his hair a mess, and went into the bathroom to wash up. Today was his first day of university life, and he couldn't be late.
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