The happy life of crossing

Chapter 135

"Of course I know this. People who come to Yuege come to buy umbrellas, but not everyone can find this place. If you can find it, it proves that you have a lot of fate with this place. However, my umbrellas are all Do it now, do you have the patience to wait?"

Huo Mingxuan frowned and looked at the sky, but nodded after thinking for a moment, "Okay."

The old man got up from the mat, took an umbrella handle and 24 umbrella ribs from the inside, walked back to the mat opposite Huo Mingxuan and sat down, and added some spices to the incense burner on the table.

He inlaid the umbrella ribs on the handle delicately, and his gentle smile can make people let go of all guards, "Is there anything in this world that makes you regret, make you unwilling, or make you sad?"

Maybe it was because the old man's face was too kind, or maybe his language was too magnetic, Huo Mingxuan was not surprised why he suddenly asked this question, instead he thought about it patiently, took a sip from the teacup, and bowed his head That moment covered up the complex light hidden inside.

"Have."

"Oh?"

"I fell in love with a girl, I am not willing to keep a certain distance from her, I am not willing to give everything for her but she doesn't know, I am not willing to be strangers for so many years, I am very sorry, why there is no one An accident can bring me and her together, but there is nothing I can do, she is afraid of me, so I dare not approach, even if there is an accident, we can't be together, for this, I am very painful."

"Are you tired after this journey?"

Huo Mingxuan didn't understand why he suddenly changed the subject, but he replied seriously, "Well, I'm really tired."

"In this case, you can go to sleep first. I have made a bed in the inner room. After you sleep and wake up, your umbrella is also ready."

Huo Mingxuan nodded without much thought, and sure enough he got up and went to the inner room.

Xia An'an also followed him in. She watched him lie down on the bed in the inner room, and saw that he soon fell asleep, but she didn't leave, just staring at his thin and haggard face in a daze.

She didn't know what happened to him, his face had long since lost its former splendor, it was so pale and bloodless, he looked like someone who had died once.

Looking at his appearance, she was so sad, she wanted to hug him, she wanted to touch his face, but her fingers couldn't touch him, she was like a transparent person, she could see him, he But can't see her.

Time slipped away quietly, and the old man outside was still seriously making the umbrella that Huo Mingxuan needed. It had already started to rain outside, and the raindrops condensed on the eaves, turning into drops of water, which fell on the bluestone floor tick-tock-tock. It's like someone is sighing one after another.

I don't know how long it took before Huo Mingxuan woke up from his sleep. His thick brows were frowned, he was holding his chest and gasping for breath, and he didn't know if he had a nightmare.

He didn't come back to his senses until he saw everything in front of him clearly. She saw him let out a relaxed sigh, and he rested on the bed for a while before he lifted the bed and got off the couch, and walked outside while wiping the sweat from his forehead. .

His umbrella is almost done, and the old man is using paint to draw patterns on the umbrella surface.

Huo Mingxuan went to sit opposite him, the sky outside was already getting dark, and his tone was tinged with anxiety, "How long will it take?"

"Did you just dream?"

Huo Mingxuan nodded.

"Did you dream about that girl?"

Huo Mingxuan suddenly looked up at him, but he smiled inscrutablely, "Your unwillingness and regret have all melted into your dream, right?"

Huo Mingxuan stared at him for a long time before nodding slightly.

The old man heavily ticked off the umbrella, "Tell me about it."

"I dreamed that she and I got in touch because of an accident. We got married and had children, but because I hurt her in this accident, she hated me very much. She seemed to be a different person. She drank her sorrows with wine all day long, I wanted to use my love to make her forget the harm I had done to her, but it was all in vain, she fell into a depression and became no longer like her.”

"and after?"

A look of deep pain flashed across Huo Mingxuan's face, as if he had really experienced that kind of pain himself, "Later, she committed suicide."

As soon as the words fell, the old man just finished the last touch on the umbrella. He lifted it above his head and spun it to check it, "It's perfect." He smiled happily, folded the umbrella and handed it to him, "This is your umbrella , you take it, it condenses your dream, your dream contains all your love, your fear, your surprise, all your greed, anger, ignorance and resentment, I hope you will cherish it."

Huo Mingxuan was confused by his words, he took it in a daze, and didn't know if he believed what he said, he didn't ask any more questions, thanked him, got up and left after paying the money.

The dream came to an abrupt end at this moment.

Xia An'an woke up from the dream, she stared at the ceiling in a daze, and didn't recover for a long time.

He mechanically looked at his hand, and he was indeed holding the umbrella in his arm.

That umbrella that condensed Huo Mingxuan's greed, hatred and ignorance.

Is everything in the dream real?
Why did Huo Mingxuan's dream in Yuege be exactly the same as another life, the life before she went there?
What the hell does this happen?

Could it be that everything she experienced in another life was a dream?And this dream is just a continuation of Huo Mingxuan's nightmare?

His nightmare stopped when she committed suicide, and then because of this umbrella, she fell into his dream, and then his dream had another sweet dream? !

Is it like this?
Is this umbrella really so magical?

Her mind was so messed up, Xia An'an couldn't think clearly for a while, she only had one strong thought now, she wanted to ask Huo Mingxuan to clarify, she wanted to ask him, did he really have that dream...

(End of this chapter)