Confused Xiaoxian: When you marry a wife, marry Su Xiaobai

Chapter 169 Xu Yaoyang's Extra Story ([-]): I Don't Know I'm a Guest in the Dream
In the past, the master always said that the cause of the past life is the result of this life.In fact, this sentence is very vague. What kind of cause did I plant in the previous life to get the fruit of this life?Cultivation?Immortal?When I reach the age of Master, I will also cultivate to the point of not eating fireworks.I think, the world is impermanent, so it’s not all a matter of fate. There are also people who don’t follow the original route, right?So why should I care what causes were planted in the previous life?

I held the broken flower of the red sleeve in my hand.This is the flower on the snow grass, which is only beautiful in winter.I use the only spirit I have to bring it back to its fragile branches.

When I looked up again, Hongxiu had completely disappeared. I couldn't see her back, nor could I see the foot that was about to disappear.I stood up from the ground, and the edges of my boots were a little wet. Looking at the bridge made of bluestone slabs, I suddenly felt melancholy.

Back at Chen An's place, Xiaobai seemed to have gone out again, so I hurriedly followed Chen An's boy to find him.

Xiao Bai was sitting on the stone steps in front of the door, and Chen An was standing in front of her.The snow on the ground has not melted, Xiaobai stepped on the snow under the steps with her feet, she asked: "Chen An, Chen An, did he not see me? Why didn't he see me?"

I couldn't bear it in my heart, this is my little junior sister, who has never said such aggrieved words since she was a child.My mood got worse, I turned around, and went back to the bluestone bridge that was separated from Hongxiu.I hid in the bridge hole, no one could see me, and the world seemed to be quiet.I closed my eyes, thinking about Xiaobai's bewildered look, and couldn't help but sigh.

I had a dream, it was the same door, and Xiaobai in a red jacket was sitting on the steps outside the door. I went to call her home, but she refused, so she just sat there and looked at me.Then came a person beside her, with a pink skirt and a peach blossom skirt.She walked to Xiao Bai's side, as if she didn't see anything, she sat on the steps and looked at me.

It's Hongxiu...

I opened my mouth and wanted to call her name, but she suddenly stood up and knocked on the door numbly.Then the ordinary mahogany door suddenly became taller, with gorgeous colors, gold-inlaid decorations and bronze handles. Xiao Bai beside her disappeared at some point.

I saw someone opened the door, a gray shirt, the clothes of a servant.I watched Hongxiu walk in, and I followed suit. The boy seemed to be unable to see me, and closed the door when I stepped in, and I just walked in through the door.I was stunned at first, but thinking about it, it was in my dream, and being able to go through the door was nothing.

Hongxiu walked in, her skirt was made into lace, and the skirt was rippling when she walked, which was very beautiful.I just remembered that from the first time I saw Hongxiu, she has been wearing this skirt, pink, like peach blossoms reflecting spring water in March.She has been dead for a long time, so the style of the skirt is different from now. I have seen Xiaobai burn a new skirt for her, but she is not willing to take it.

This house is even bigger than the Chen family's, presumably it has a higher position than the general.I was curious, so I followed Hongxiu around here.

The servant behind Hongxiu couldn't bear it any longer, and asked her: "Miss Fusheng, don't you want to see my uncle?"

She hummed absently, then raised her head and looked to the right, her dark eyes slightly moistened.

At that moment, I heard my own heartbeat clearly, and the appearance of her standing there almost made me cry.This dream is really not a good dream, but just this ethereal glance, it will tear people's liver and gallbladder.I really want to wake up from the dream, I don’t want to continue to explore anymore, I resist certain things from happening, I am afraid that the carved mahogany door will open, and I am also afraid of seeing some secrets.

I can feel that she is so resistant, and also wants to get rid of this nightmare. She is as afraid as I am to walk into that door, as if there is some ferocious beast hidden inside, a monster that can eat people, However, she still walked in, she still pushed open the door, and called softly: "Fu Sheng..."

I saw a face with the corners of the eyes slightly raised, sitting on the edge of the bed with a dull face, then he heard the call and began to tremble, like a child who had already hugged Hongxiu's waist and cried loudly: "Fusheng, Fusheng, I Had a nightmare, I dreamed that she was dead, I dreamed that she was dead!"

she?Which is she?
I saw the white lantern and mourning hall, fool, how could this be a dream, how could this be a dream?I laughed at him, at the man who had the same face as me, he was crying, I was watching, and then finally shed tears...

(End of this chapter)