He broke up with me on Renren.com as soon as we broke up yesterday. I guess he may have deleted my qq and phone information. Have we made up?

Keep warm. Bai Yue stretched himself and looked away from the books.

Hongyun went to Europe. Without this strange girl, she enjoys a rare peace. I don't know what's going on. When Hongyun is here, this antique shop is always very lively, attracting all kinds of Chinese immortals, elves, vampires and so on. Every day in the shop is like Halloween.

Today is the end of the month. After reading this month's accounts, except for artificial candlelight, it is basically a balance of payments. Bai Yue feels very satisfied. The business of antique shops is not unprofitable, but it is a pity that it is inexplicably spent.

The old red wooden door creaked open and an ordinary middle-aged man came in with a cautious face: "Is this an antique shop?"

Bai Yue stood up: "Yes, what can I do for you?"

Seeing that it was a young woman, the man said with a grain of salt, "I'm looking for your person in charge, Bai Yue."

Bai Yue smiled and said, "I am Bai Yue."

The man took out a white handkerchief, wiped his sweat and said, "Oh, oh, the man who introduced me said he wanted to see Bai Yue. My surname is Pu, Pu Songling's Pu. "

Bai Yue was amused and said, "I wonder what Mr. Pu has to do with Pu Songling?"

She was joking, but the man became serious and told her very solemnly, "My name is Pu, and I am the 18th descendant of Pu Songling."

Bai Yue had to roll her eyes secretly, mumbling tunnel: "Fortunately, your surname is not Mao, and there is no ..."

Puchai dog listened vaguely and asked, "What are you talking about?"

Bai Yue quickly gave a smiling face: "Nothing, I mean, do you have anything to sell?"

Pu Chai Dog cleared his throat and said, "Well, you know, I am a descendant of Pu Songling, and our ancestors are ..."

Bai Yue quickly pulled out her ears: "Yes, yes, everyone knows who your ancestors are. Please get down to business! "

After a long time, Pu Shibazhi said solemnly, as if telling a big secret about the life and death of the earth: "Well, Mr. Bai, last month, our ancestral home in rural Shandong was demolished, and a camphor box was dug up underground ... There are many manuscripts in it, all of which are stories about ghost foxes. I want you to identify whether this is the manuscript of my grandfather Pu Songling when he wrote the serial. "

"Serialized manuscript?" Bai Yue's eyes suddenly widened. If this is true, it is really a great discovery in archaeology. She thought for a moment and wondered, "Mr. Pu, if it is really the original Pu Songling, why not go to the Archaeological Institute of Shandong Museum for identification?"

Pu Chai Dog's face suddenly turned ugly and said angrily, "Those people, those people don't know the goods. Say what? This manuscript is not Pu Songling's. Hum, it was taken out from the old house of Pu family by my descendants, but it was not the original Pu Songling. Once identified as an original, I will send it to Fuji than auction house ... "

Bai Yue had to stop him from continuing to play: "Teacher Pu, did you bring your manuscript?"

Pu 18 gave a "Oh" and hurried out. After a while, he and a driver came in with a camphor box carefully.

Bai Yue opened the camphor box and looked at the yellow manuscript inside. Zheng in my heart, this is something that took people several years to come out. Although camphor wood is not expensive, it is dense and moth-proof, which is really better than those miscellaneous wood furniture on the market now, but fewer people use it now. The hand scrolls in this box have been preserved for hundreds of years, but few are well preserved. Although it looks brittle because of its age, there is no trace of moth-eaten.

Bai Yue flipped through the manuscript, holding hundreds of years of ancient books in his hand, telling their stories slowly as if he were alive. Bai Yue looked up and said to Pu, "Teacher Pu, this is really not Pu Songling's manuscript, because although these manuscripts also tell ghost fox stories, their handwriting is uneven, unlike the handwriting of the same person."

Pu Chai Dog's face suddenly darkened: "Why does everyone say so!" He was dejected and despondent for a while, then looked up: "Well, you help me identify it and see how much it is worth." ? Is it worth a million dollars? "

Section 2: Pu Chai Dog

June 27(th), 2005

Bai Yue "poof bursts" a smile: "Are you really surnamed Pu? I think your last name is Qian! "

Pu Shiba recognized her sarcasm, but he was not ashamed. He said confidently, "Pu Songling spent his whole life, leaving a legacy like Liaozhai to China. As his descendant, I can't share it at all. Do you think the world is fair? Last time I went to a serial TV series, I asked for royalties, and nobody paid attention to me. You said ... forget it. So, Miss Bai, how much do you think this manuscript can be worth to the auction house? "

Bai Yue sat down and leafed through the manuscript. The whole antique shop was silent, only the sound of rice paper turning was heard. Pu Chai Dog sat there, watching Bai Yue not dare to breathe.

I don't know how long it took, but the sun gradually set in the west. Bai Yue put down the book and rubbed his eyes wearily. Pu immediately stood up: "Miss Bai-"

Today is the nth time that Bai Yue wants to tell him that his surname is not Bai, but when he thinks of his endless complaints, he forgets: "Mr. Pu, there is no inscription on this manuscript, so it is impossible to prove the date. Of course, through the optical recognition of paper, it may also be roughly determined. However, it is expensive, and the value of these manuscripts may not be enough to pay for it. Every story in it is fragmentary, which looks similar to the story of serial studio, but there are also many differences. Perhaps these are the original materials that Pu Songling collected to write serials. However, on the one hand, there is no complete story; on the other hand, the author is anonymous. Here are some stories of foxes, and there is no particularity of the times. I'm afraid neither museums nor archaeological institutes will collect them. Unless it is a special kind of folk collector or library, as a kind of collection, it often does not pay a high price. "

After listening to her words, Pu Chai Dog immediately became depressed. Bai Yue saw his expression and understood: "Mr. Pu, I'm afraid this is not the first time you've heard it?"

Then as soon as Pu Chai Dog's mouth opened and closed, Bai Yue's ears were automatically silent for an hour. Pu Shiba Inu left the box of manuscripts.

To tell the truth, that box of manuscripts was left in the antique shop and it was difficult to sell. However, under one disillusionment after another, Pu stubbornly left this box of ancient books in the store for consignment. If in normal times, Bai Yue would politely-severely-ruthlessly refuse.

But I don't know why, this afternoon, those endless fox love stories seemed to break into her heart. Privately, she wants to keep this box of ancient books, and she wants to see the world inside.

Bai Yue selfishly thought, if nobody wants it after reading it, just give it back to Pu!

Off the Pu Shiba Inu and closed the shop door. Bai Yue dragged the camphor box into the warehouse, and then went upstairs with the top two volumes of manuscripts.

This is her ancestral home, with an antique shop downstairs and their sisters' residence upstairs. After soaking in a rose bath, she opened the cupboard, took out a pot of spring tea, made a pot of green eyebrow tea which was newly topped this year, lit a palace lantern in the Ming Dynasty, and lay down on Li Yong's rosewood couch to create an atmosphere of the Ming Dynasty. She picked up the manuscript and read it beautifully.

Of course, in the palace lanterns of the Ming Dynasty, light bulbs were lit, and the rosewood couch was covered with the latest cushions in Paris this year. Bai Yue sighed. I really want to go back to ancient times. Without a computer and a bathroom, it is unbearable.

Bai Yue directly took the pot for spring and drank a mouthful of green eyebrows at the spout, which is the ancestor of teapot. It is said that there is only one real spring pot, which is now collected in the Chinese History Museum in Beijing and preserved at constant temperature and humidity with the strictest defense and protection measures in the world. Bai Yue asked himself, can't get it. The only spring festival in her hand was brought from Tang Bohu's house when she traveled through time and space last time.

"Wendeng is a student with a rare name. One day after sunset, he passed the destroyed market. When he heard the woman singing among the pines and cypresses, there was a sling on the nearby branch. If he will pass by. One of them waved his tears and said to him,' My mother is far away from home and entrusted my concubine to my brother. I won't die. I have no ambition. It is better to die alone!' The words have been repeated. Some untied their belts and advised the right person, but the woman was worried that there was no trust. Please send it to her house temporarily, and the woman will follow. Both of them come back and look at it with a light, which has a unique charm ... "

Unconsciously, the palace lantern exploded gently, emitting magnificent colors, and Bai Yue slowly fell asleep.

She stood in a yard full of exotic flowers and plants, and Bai Yue walked in gently, smelling the strange fragrance, as if it were a fairy realm. How can a modern city have such an elegant yard?

Following the aroma, she went to a tea stand and a book window. A man fell asleep at his desk with a smile on his lips.

A breeze blew off some leaves and landed on his forehead. Bai Yue standing outside the window couldn't help reaching out to help him win it. As soon as she reached out, it was like a dream. She was shocked: "There are such handsome men in the world!" "

He slept so sweetly and smiled so happily that his eyes could arouse the pity of any woman in the world. Bai Yue's hand couldn't help touching the temple gently, and the temperature of the fingertips came, reaching the heart like an electric shock.

The man snorted and slowly opened his eyes. Bai Yue was so scared that she quickly retreated, so she broke into other people's homes and surprised others' dreams. It really wanted to escape.

Bai Yue was about to turn around when the hand she left on the man's forehead could not be recovered, but it was gently held by him. Only a voice as low as a sigh was heard: "Moon, you have finally come!"

Bai Yue gaped at the man jumping lightly over the windowsill, holding her stupefied in his arms, and then kissed her deeply.

Her brain went blank. ...

A ray of sunshine shone into Bai Yue's eyes, and she felt as if she were all stunned. My mind clearly wants to stand up, but I can't direct my body, and I can't even open my eyes.

Unconsciously, a tear flowed down, and suddenly, she moved.

Slowly open your eyes, the whole person's feeling seems to stay in a small yard full of Du Ruo Wu Heng, leaning against the window of the book; It seems that I still have the gentle call of that man yesterday, and I can still feel the warm and powerful support of that man. However, what we are looking at is the Ming Palace lantern with energy-saving lamps. At first glance, you can see a huge billboard on the top of a tall building in the distance.

For a moment, I was a little confused. I don't know whether I was dreaming in that yard or dreaming in that yard and fell in. I just sat up and thought about it for a while before sleepwalking to the bathroom to prepare for washing.

Section 3: The Mysterious Charles

June 27(th), 2005

When I looked in the mirror, the whole person was startled. I saw Byakki Smoker's cheeks flushed, his eyes watery and charming, revealing a kind of amorous feelings like joy and anger. Suddenly I remembered two sentences describing Lin Daiyu in A Dream of Red Mansions: "Two bends are like frowning brows, and one pair seems to be happy but not happy."

Thinking of this, I can't help slapping myself: "You are not shy, think of yourself as Sister Lin!" " Busy throwing cold water on his face.

After washing, Bai Yue opened the door and went downstairs.

Walking on the stairs, I only feel that today is particularly different, just like stepping on cotton in the clouds. My mood is better than ever, but everything outside my body is particularly unreal.

Bai Yue opened the door and let the sun shine into the antique shop. I slept so hard yesterday that it was already noon. I didn't feel so hungry, so I ordered a takeaway.

She brushed away the daily dust as usual, and the shadow in the sun was particularly obvious, which made every antique with a thousand-year level clear and seemed to have endless vitality. She looked up with a smile, and suddenly her eyes seemed to see something incredible, and her smile stopped on her face.

The electronic clock hanging on the wall clearly shows: April 2, 65438 +04: 00, 10.

When she went upstairs with a book, she glanced at the electronic clock. March 3 1 day 18: 05 was displayed.

She clearly remembers that it was the end of the month and she was turning pages. Then, Pu Chai Dog came in with his big camphor box, complaining that he didn't make any money. ...

Bai Yue didn't wake up from a dull state until the doorbell rang.

Bai Yue sleepwalks and opens the door. Zhou Xiao, a migrant girl who comes to deliver food every day, brings in a pizza and a simple cup of coffee.

Putting down the takeaway, Zhou Xiao was about to leave when Bai Yue asked, "Do you know what date it is today?"

Zhou Xiao smiled like a black toothpaste: "Today is April 2, Miss Bai Yue."

Bai Yue asked anxiously, "Is it really April 2nd, not April 1st?"

Zhou Xiao pretended to be unbearable and patted his forehead and said, "God, you can't have April Fool's Day every day!" "

Bai Yue sighed lightly: "Yes, April 1 day is April Fool's Day! I slept so well-I missed an April Fool's Day! "

When Zhou Xiao left, Bai Yue looked up at the electronic clock, as if she still couldn't believe it. Is April Fool's Day really over?

After drinking a mouthful of hot coffee, a warmth fell from my throat to my stomach, and a warmth rose. Her stomach has not received anything for nearly forty hours! Only the feeling of food in the stomach really exists.

But what does this mean? Bai Yue casually shrugged his shoulders. He just slept an extra day.

I was in a daze all afternoon, and it was getting dark. Bai Yue closed the shop and went to the steakhouse in the street ahead for dinner. Hungry for more than 40 hours, even eating two steaks is not too much!

When I came back from eating steak, I saw a sports car parked in front of the antique shop. On one side of the seat, there is a handful of perfume lilies, as many as fifty or sixty, what a big one!

Bai Yue didn't look askance. When he opened the door, a big hand pressed on it: "Excuse me, do you live here?"

Bai Yue looked up and sighed. She didn't know whether she was coming out of a dream or walking into it. Have all the best men in the world appeared in these two days?

What can I do for you? Bai Yue who looks up will never let a stranger see her confusion and surprise.

Is that a hybrid? Does it look like Sean when he was young? Connery, if you look closely, you will find that he is better than Sean? Connery has more China ancestry. Young Connery asked politely, "Is Miss Anne at home today?"

This scene is very similar to the dialogue in 007 movies. Bai Yue said politely, "When did you know Miss Anne?"

"Connery" smiled: "Yesterday, at the masked ball, we met. After the dance, I am here to see her off. "

Bai Yue continued to ask in a low voice, "Do you have an appointment?"

"Connery" remained confident: "No. But we should meet again, so I'll pick her up today! "

Bai Yue finally smiled: "You seem to have forgotten what day it was yesterday?"

Connery's face finally changed slightly: "What do you mean-April Fool's Day?"

Bai Yue twisted the key hard at the moment he let go, and the door opened. Bai Yue went in and lit the lamp: "Come in, what should I call you!" " "

The man "Charles" regained his composure at once and came in.

"Charles?" Bai Yue was so happy that she immediately thought of the unfortunate man with a bitter gourd face and smiled: "Good name. I thought your name should be Freddie! "

Obviously, the other person doesn't quite understand this humor: "Why?"

Bai Yue smiled and said, "You should be the prince of Denmark, not the prince of England. Denmark is the hometown of fairy tales, isn't it? " She winked: "There is a story about crystal shoes!" " "

Charles was dazed, and then he realized, "You mean, I met a story about glass shoes yesterday?"

Bai Yuehaha smiled: "April Fool's Day party, the beautiful Cinderella, met the prince in the pumpkin carriage and disappeared after the midnight bell struck." This is really a wonderful fairy tale. "

Charles took a deep look at Bai Yue and gave a gentleman's military salute: "I'm sorry to bother you, goodbye!" " He went to the door, and when he grabbed the doorknob, he suddenly turned around and added, "Yesterday she wore a lavender velvet evening dress, a pearl necklace and earrings. If you see her, please let me know! " He put down his business card and went out.

He didn't look back, so he didn't see Bai Yue's face changed.

Bai Yue just bought a lavender velvet evening dress last month, and prepared to match it with a set of pearl jewelry she brought back from Hepu last time.

Closing the store door, Bai Yue rushed upstairs and took out the lavender velvet evening dress from the closet. Then she found that the pearl jewelry originally put in the dressing table and a pair of pearl gray high-heeled shoes put in the shoe cabinet were quietly put together with the evening dress.

The fourth quarter: the taste of Havana cigars in Cuba.

June 27(th), 2005

Bai Yue grabbed the evening dress and sniffed it. After careful identification, she could smell a faint Cuban Havana cigar. Charles smelled like this cigar just now. If someone danced with Charles in this evening dress last night, it would be enough to leave such a faint cigar smell on the clothes.

Bai Yue's face changed. What happened yesterday? If you are an ordinary person, you may think this is a strange event. But Bai Yue has seen too many supernatural things. She knows what it is. Something strange must be at work. She threw down her evening dress and ran into the study. She took many books off the shelf to find out: Is April Fool's Day a special day? Has anyone had any adventures on April Fool's Day?

I checked all night until dawn. Bai Yue rubbed her eyes wearily and found out a lot of things, but unfortunately it was of no practical use.

During the day, it passed like this. The business of antique shops, in ordinary days, is purely used to pass the time.

In the evening, Bai Yue went upstairs gently, the wardrobe was half open, and the lavender evening dress was still there, together with pearl jewelry and high heels.

Last night, Bai Yue smelled the cigar on her clothes, so she left them there and went directly to the study to check the information. At this moment, I suddenly saw this dress again. Bai Yue walked over and picked up the clothes and was about to tidy up. When I looked up, I saw a beautiful woman in lavender clothes standing in front of my face in the mirror. I was suddenly surprised at that time.

Looking intently, it turned out to be myself, and I couldn't help smiling.

The velvet material is soft in her hands, and Bai Yue has a strange impulse in her heart. She hesitated for a while and finally slowly changed into an evening dress. In front of the mirror, she lifted her long hair, opened the jewelry box, took out a pair of pearl hair clips and plugged them in. Then, put on a pearl necklace and matching earrings.

She put on a corresponding evening makeup lightly, put on those pearl gray high heels, stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself as if she had become another person.

The light is lit tonight, and Bai Yue stands in front of the mirror and instantly feels dizzy.

The music began slowly. This is the famous waltz. Like sleepwalking, Bai Yue is spinning slowly in a huge ball. From the first row to the last row, the long-awaited partner gently held her hand. She looked up. Is she a handsome hybrid and a Sean? Connery's face, his name is Freddie, or-Charles.

Bai Yue was suddenly surprised, and suddenly the dancing disappeared together, while her body was still spinning, and she suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground with a bang.

Suddenly she was covered in sweat. When she saw the scene that day, her mind flashed. When she was dancing just now, the electronic clock on the wall clearly showed: April 1 day.

This dress carries the memory of that day!

Suddenly, like a crackle, she thought of the problem.

Moving out of the long-untouched exorcism supplies, Bai Yue drew a symbol with cinnabar, lit three incense sticks and spilled clean water all over the room. After everything was ready, Bai Yue set out on March 3rd1day, dragging the camphor box sent by Pu Shiba.

Put all the books back, Bai Yue evenly sprinkled exorcism powder on the box, then put on gloves and picked up the books and leafed through them locally.

She has read these stories. They are in the book Strange Tales from a Lonely Studio that she read when she was a child. The difference is that the story of that book is complete, while the story here is only half and has no ending.

Every story, with different handwriting and words, is full of beauty and fragrance: Jiao Na, Qing Feng, Xiao Gan, Lian Xiang, Xiang Yu, Pink Butterfly, and Po. ...

Is this really the legendary manuscript that Pu Songling collected to write serials?

Looking at Bai Yue in separate volumes, at the beginning, many books were very tongue-tied. It was obviously written after the Tang and Song Dynasties. Later, it was closer to the vernacular, and later it was obviously after Pu Songling's time.

Bai Yue picked up the last volume. At the end of the book, there were a few pages in thin lower case letters:

"Every night in the autumn rain, I stand alone in front of the cold window, and the house is cold. Does the long cold night, the long future and the long life make you feel lonely? Does it make you feel lonely?

"Don't be surprised at my arrival. Don't ask me who I am. If you feel lonely, please hold me tight. Only one night, two lonely souls met by chance and comforted each other. I love your loneliness.

"Maybe tonight, maybe at this time, you are holding this book and looking at my story. Have you ever felt lonely and cold in the long night? If at this moment, you smell the faint fragrance in the air and hear the bell ring, don't look back, I have stood behind you tenderly. ...

When Bai Yue saw this, he suddenly felt a faint fragrance in the air. When Huo Ran looked back, the lavender evening dress she put on the chair suddenly stood up automatically, and then a faint shadow appeared in the air. The shadow is getting thicker and thicker. Suddenly, I heard a chuckle in my ear. Bai Yue suddenly turned around and tried too hard, almost twisting her neck.

But I saw a beautiful woman in a lavender evening dress smiling at the pile of books: "Hello, Bai Yue!" " "

Bai Yue looked at her. It was really a beauty, with skin like snow, small lips, pointed chin, fingers like onions and bright eyes, like endless stories. "Who are you?"

The beauty smiled and said, "Aren't you looking for me?"

She is not a classical beauty, but she looks in line with modern aesthetics. When she looked up and smiled, her mouth was no better than Julia's? Roberts is very young. Unlike that kind of ghost, she always carries an indescribable Yin Qi. On the contrary, when she smiles, she is indescribably relaxed and bright.

Bai Yue pointed to the box of books where she was sitting: "Are you from the book? Are you a book fairy? "

She jumped out of the bookcase: "No, I'm not a book fairy, I'm a desire."

Bai yue: desire?

She smiled: "If I am a book fairy, then I should be very moral and talented. But I am not, my name is Yan Ruyu, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book. " She strode forward a few steps and said, "When men study, they think of Yan Ruyu. What knowledge and morality do you think he can learn? " ? I am just Yan Ruyu in the book, representing men's dreams and desires for women. "

Section 5: Book Fairy

June 27(th), 2005

Bai Yue laughed: "In other words, you just represent the chapters of all love stories from ancient times to the present?"

Yan Ruyu's eyes became gentle: "Don't you want to?"

Bai Yue is cold.

Yan Ruyu sounds like a dream: "The most beautiful love only exists in books. Who in the world can really understand a thing or two? "

Bai Yue looked at her stupefied: "So these stories ..."

Yan Ruyu laughed: "These stories are true!"

Bai Yue: "Who is the heroine?"

Yan Ruyu: "It's me."

Bai Yue: "Are they all you?"

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "Everyone is me. Men always like to give their beloved woman a name. I am his A Zi; I am his prince charming; I am his green phoenix; I am his suitable knitting; I am priceless to him; I am his Hong Ting; I am his summer; I am his prince charming ... every man has a beautiful story in his heart. There is only one me in this world, but everyone has his sweetheart and his own story in his heart. Someone once asked me,' Qingfeng, am I the only one for you?' I replied,' Yes, you are the only one in Qingfeng.' I'm telling the truth. At that moment, my name was Qingfeng. For thousands of years, I have shuttled through the research of scholars. Become their dream, their love. Affectionate scholars remember their affairs. Wishfully think that you are the only true love of the book fairy through the ages. The place where a boring person collects these boring dreams and stories in later generations is called serialization. The people who serialized this arrangement don't understand that there are so many foxes in the world. Humans can't even control themselves, how can they control so many demons? "

Bai Yue sighed lightly: "You mean Pu Songling?"

Yan Ruyu giggled: "Maybe!"

Bai Yue asked, "Didn't the story end in Pu Songling's time?"

Yan Ruyu eyebrows a pick: "of course! As long as there are people dreaming in the book, Yan Ruyu's story will not end. Including you, Miss Bai Yue. "

Bai Yue pointed at herself in surprise: "Me?"

Yan Ruyu smiled: "You walked into my story, and I walked into your story, understand?"

Bai Yue suddenly realized: "So that's it. April Fool's Day ... "

Yan Ruyu blinked: "You entered my world, and I entered your world-"She sighed: "The world is really different. Just one night, like a kaleidoscope, I am dizzy! "

Bai Yue smiled and said, "Not only did you not feel dizzy, but you also made others feel dizzy!" "

Yan Ruyu laughed: "Ah, you mean that bastard!"

Bai Yue and Yan Ruyu glances, couldn't help laughing at the same time.

Bai Yue likes Yan Ruyu, and even her sister Hongyun has never given her such a relaxed and happy feeling. After a while, they became good friends. No matter what she thinks, she can always get along with her.

I don't know how long it took, but Yan Ruyu yawned: "I should go!"

Bai Yue was dazed: "Are you leaving now?"

Yan Ruyu didn't good the spirit: "miss, this is your world, I can't stay long. Can't you see that every time I enter a book, I can appear? My magic won't last this long. I have to go now! "

Bai Yue suddenly felt a little reluctant: "When will you come again?"

Yan Ruyu smiled and said, "Otherwise, you can come to see me!"

Bai Yue hesitated: "That's not my world!"

Yan Ruyu stared at her: "That's the world that everyone yearns for. Bai Yue, you are too restrained. In fact, it is good to experience a different life for yourself. "

Bai Yue has a secret crush. She glanced at Yan Ruyu, hesitated for a long time and nodded her head.

Yan Ruyu held Bai Yue's hand and cocked his head with a bad smile: "Come, let me think. Where should I go for the first stop? "

Bai Yue smiled: "Do you know where I want to go?"

Yan Ruyu suddenly smiled: "I thought of it, you jump in!"

Bai Yue only felt sleepy and fell asleep involuntarily.

In the dream, she went to the snow-capped mountains and kept walking, cursing Yan Ruyu all the time. Where the hell did she go?

Go straight to the edge of the cliff, a wooden house, a big man independent to the stone wall, heard someone's voice, slowly turned around.

Bai Yue's heart stopped. This scene appeared thousands of times in her teenage dreams.

She came step by step and looked at each other: "Are you Qiao Feng or Yang Guo? Who are you waiting for, Arjun or the little dragon girl under the cliff? "

The man looked at her doubtfully: "Who are you and why do you look so like her?" There was a faint excitement in his gloomy expression: "Still, you finally came back!" "

Bai Yue's heart was pounding and she was too flustered to speak. Suddenly my mind flashed: Yan Ruyu, did you arrange this? Did you give it to me?

She summoned up her courage and looked up and said, "I, I don't know who I am." I'm lost. Can I stay here? "

The man looked at her and said slowly, "I'd love to!" "

At that moment, Bai Yue heard Yue Xian, as if the goddess had sown colorful flowers. She bowed her head and smiled: Who cares? This is just a dream. Are dreams so bound?

Entering the hut, she began to make a fire. Where there is a dream, the hut is heaven, isn't it?

As the story goes on, she is addicted to this dream.

The story of the antique shop continues. ...

Zhou Xiao, who delivers takeout food, hasn't seen an antique shop asking for takeout food for three whole days. Usually, if Bai Yue leaves the city, a notice will be posted on the shop door.

When Zhou Xiao delivers takeout through the antique shop every day, it has been three whole days. He didn't see the notice and the shop door didn't open.

Until that night, he saw a sports car and sent a woman to an antique shop. That woman is wearing Bai Yue's clothes.

The next day, he saw the car waiting in front of the store, so he blocked it.

An hour later, Charles found all the information about the antique shop, contacted Hongyun, who was roaming in Europe, obtained her authorization by mail, and broke into the house.

Upstairs, Bai Yue, who was asleep, was immediately taken to the emergency ward of the hospital with a smile on her mouth.

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