Chapter 841 Familiar Feeling
Gradually, the smoke covering the man's face dissipated, revealing Li Yuan's face.
Luo Ling suddenly opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was the beautiful and exquisite crystal chandelier in her room.
His expression was confused for only two seconds before his vision gradually became clear.
She immediately sat up, supporting her head with her right hand, and used her slender fingers to push the front of her hair back.
She sat there quietly for about a minute before she picked up the phone on the bedside table and checked the time.
It’s just past nine in the evening.
In other words, she woke up after sleeping for more than an hour.
Thinking of what she had just dreamed, Luo Ling frowned. It was rare to see her with such a confused expression.
This dream has been with her for many years. She doesn't know his name, let alone what he looks like, but her subconscious mind always tells her that this man is very important to her.
She still remembered the first time she saw him at the blind date party. Her eyes were drawn to his back, the same figure that she had seen in her dreams...
This time in the dream, the man in the white shirt had a face, and it was... his.
What does this mean? Could it be that what Li Yuan said is actually true?
If you think about it this way, there does seem to be some clues to follow.
She usually likes to paint quietly, so she also has the habit of collecting paintings. When she first saw Zhinan's "Jasmine", her first thought was that the artist's style of this painting was very similar to her own, so she bought it.
Luo Shi seemed to have said before that when he went to Country Y to visit Maureen on her behalf, he saw Zhinan at Gu's house. At that time, Luo Shi directly mistook Zhinan for himself.
If the first collision was a coincidence, and the second was an accident, what about the third and fourth...
Luo Ling's mind was in a mess now, with all kinds of thoughts running through his mind.
"Knock, knock, knock." The sound of knocking on the door brought Luo Ling back to reality.
"Ma'am, I'm Graian."
There was a sound outside the door.
Luoyang rubbed his temples and said lightly: "Come in."
After saying that, he pressed the button next to the bedside table.
The door opened from the outside, and Garian came in with clothes in his hands.
"Ma'am, this dress was originally going to be sent to the dry cleaners, but the cleaners said there seemed to be something inside the dress, so they quickly sent it back."
"thing?"
Luo Ling frowned. She usually didn't put anything in her pocket except her cell phone.
"Yes ma'am." Graham nodded.
"Give it to me." Luo Ling stretched out her hand, and Greian handed her the coat respectfully.
I touched my left pocket, but there was nothing inside. I then searched my right pocket, and when I put my hand in, I seemed to touch something.
Thin, paper-like material.
She took it out. The material seemed to be a photo, but the back of the photo facing her had words written on it. After reading only the first two lines, Luo Ling recognized that it was the words said by Van Gogh.
[I walked breathlessly with my passion, my indifference, my violence, my gentleness, and my unreasonable belief in love.]
[I stammered and said to him: What's your name?
It all started with your name, and then everything happened.
“…”
Looking at the powerful font above, my heart began to beat uncontrollably again.
For some reason, she always felt that these words were familiar.
It was as if... someone had read it into her ear.
Her fingers suddenly felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
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