The Concubine in the Coffin

Chapter 1763 The fake thing is too long, so long that he takes it as real
Yunya's silver-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and a trace of uneasiness and worry flashed across her light purple pupils.

The hand so white that you can see the blood vessels gently pressed the chest.

that dream.

He often dreams of falling off a cliff.

Ling'er and Bai Moyi fell off the cliff together, and he jumped down to save him, only to find that Bai Moyi was not Ling'er but Bai Moyi.

Let him often wake up in the middle of the night, but every time he wakes up, he can't remember the things in the dream.

Just sweating profusely, with lingering fear.

The fear and panic from the nightmare still remained in his chest.

But, no matter how I think about it, I can't remember it.

This is almost always the case.

At that moment just now, some images flooded into his mind instantly, and he recalled all the dreams he woke up from in the middle of the night.

Often, I would have such a nightmare.

Dreamed that he saved someone else, but turned away the moment he touched Xiangling.

Watching helplessly, Ling'er fell into the cliff.

Then I woke up with a start, and after waking up, I didn't remember the slightest thing in the dream.

until just now...

Yunya frowned slightly, only feeling a rolling pain in her chest.

That kind of pain spreads from the heart veins to the limbs and bones, reaching the nerves. .
Immediately, his complexion changed drastically, and his snow-white face twisted in pain.

The hand covering the chest turned and tightened the chest, and the back that stopped seemed to be unable to bear the sudden weight in the mind, and was bent under the pressure.

"Uh……"

He grunted in pain, and countless images of Zhen Xiangling falling off the cliff and him saving people up flashed through his mind.

Repeatedly, again and again.

"Ayun!"

Xiangling exclaimed anxiously, grabbed Yunya's arm, worried and nervous, "Ayun, what's wrong with you?"

"Where is it uncomfortable? Let's find someone to take a look."

The sound broke into the ears, and those repeated pictures disappeared.

The heart-piercing pain in the chest also gradually disappeared.

He raised his eyes slowly, looked at Xiangling's worried face, shook his head and comforted him, "It's okay, I'm fine now."

Yun Ya slowly straightened her back, and gently caressed Xiangling's face with her slender hand like jade, "Ling'er, don't be angry."

"Huh?" Xiang Ling looked puzzled, then she seemed to understand what Yun Ya was referring to and chuckled, "You said it all, it was a dream, and it wasn't real."

"and."

Xiangling smiled brightly and approached, "When I fell off the cliff, you saved me."

"Yes."

Yunya let out a foul breath, "I'm confused."

"It was just a dream."

He hugged Xiangling into his arms, carefully treating her like a treasure, "That kind of thing is absolutely impossible."

"How could I leave Ling'er to save others."

Zong Zhengyu and Feng Canglan had a panoramic view of everything that happened on the opposite side.

Seeing the two people embracing each other through the forest, Feng Canglan's face was very ugly.

Zong Zhengyu next to him was even more black-faced like the bottom of a pot.

After gazing for a long time, Feng Canglan's cold voice sounded, "Yunya has swapped reality with illusion."

The reality is that Yunya rescued Bai Moyi, and Xiangling fell off a cliff.

Space fantasy, Yun Ya rescued Xiang Ling from falling off the cliff.

Now he completely regards the world in the space as the real world, and abandoning Xiangling in reality has turned into a dream instead.

"It's not a swap."

"It's about not wanting to face the truth, and indulging in the falsehood of the illusion of space."

"It's been so long that it's been false, and it's been too long for him to take it as real."

Zong Zhengyu's deep voice was slow, and his quiet eyes were as black as ink.

He went forward just now to wake up what Yunya deliberately forgot.

Seeing that it was about to succeed, Xiang Ling's voice stopped everything.

This is a space illusion.

Yunya is the creator of this place, and everything here is created from his heart.

Xiang Ling's stop just now was because he avoided himself and didn't want to face the reality.

(End of this chapter)