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Chapter 8 Three Lives (1)

Chapter 8 Three Life (One)

"Ah--!" Tao Sanchun let out a low scream, fearing that he would alarm outsiders. He covered his mouth tightly with his hands, his eyes wide open, and his face was red and his ears were red.

She originally imagined that she could hear some tactful and gentle hints. Just as she sang in the play, Prince Sun met a tea picker on the road, using flowers to describe people and conveyed emotions through things. Unexpectedly, the tall man in front of her opened his mouth and said, "You were once in my dream."

It is so straightforward that it cannot be more straightforward, and so concise that it cannot be more concise. But it is unexpected and unavoidable.

With her eyes wide open, she tried to let the other party see her silent protest, but Ning Ziming was not shy at all. She continued to lock her with her eyes and added quietly, "Last year, the Khitans smashed a hole with an iron mace on the back of my head. After I survived by chance, many strange things happened to me. I forgot who I am, where I live, and what I have done before. But I always dreamed of some fragmented scenes. One of them was what I just dreamed of last night. There were you, me, Zhao Er Ge and Chai. In my dream, I was caught by you and beat me hard, and then I fell in love with you..."

"Bah!" Tao Sanchun was embarrassed and angry when he heard this, spat gently at the ground and interrupted in a low voice, "You are dreaming that you are in love with you!"

After the words finished, he quickly covered his face, turned around to face the wall, gritting his teeth.

The other party is indeed dreaming, and the other party has explained in advance that the love between the two people occurs in the dream. So what is the meaning of what he said just now? Who can care about what others dream of? Even if he is the emperor in his dream, in reality, who is embarrassed to copy his nine clans?

Rebuke and refute have no meaning. The previous topic has completely changed its flavor. In addition to being ashamed and annoyed, Tao Sanchun suddenly discovered that he had fallen into an extremely absurd and weird trap. Apart from pretending to be deaf and dumb, no matter what he said, it was not the right choice.

Ning Ziming had long expected that his reasons could not be explained, but he did not intend to deceive the other party with lies. In the dream, there were actually very few parts involving him and Tao Sanchun, only two or three fragments. However, it seemed that it had happened before, which made him very doubt whether he was now living in the real world or in his own dream.

"I know you don't believe it. To be honest, I know that those things have never happened. But that feeling is exactly the same as it is."

The language is a bit messy and the logic may not be smooth. However, he tried his best to describe all the details in the dream clearly.

In that dream, he was a big black man selling oil. He didn't know a lot of big words and his martial arts were ordinary. He passed by the melon garden of the Tao family and stolen melons to quench his thirst. As a result, what happened later was roughly the same as what he had happened last night...

He knew that he was in the wrong, and he couldn't do anything ruthlessly when fighting, and was beaten by Tao Sanchun in his dream. Tao Sanchun's father Tao Zheng came and fell in love with his straightforwardness. So Zhao Kuangyin became a matchmaker and the two got married.

"Bah! I think beautifully, you can't even beat me. Why should I marry you, this coward?" I made up my mind and didn't listen, didn't watch, or talk. However, Tao Sanchun was once again so angry that she was unbearable by Ning Ziming's "dream talk". She turned her head and blushed to the ground.

Ning Ziming was not angry at all, shook his head and added with a wry smile, "I know it's ridiculous, but I promise that what I just said was not lies. This is what happened in the dream. If I make up lies, I will definitely not bury myself like this!"

"Under yourself? Do you think your martial arts are better than me? Or is it a pity to marry me?" Tao Sanchun's focus instantly jumped hugely. He raised his head and looked at Ning Ziming angrily, with disdain on his face.

"No, no, no, no, I didn't mean that!" Ning Ziming was caught off guard and stepped back several steps, leaning against the wall, repeatedly waved his hands, "I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am, I am just telling the truth! No, no, no, I am not telling the truth..., Alas, I don't know how to explain it to you!"

"Puff!" Although he could not see his face, Tao Sanchun could imagine his embarrassment at this moment. He was so funny that he couldn't bear it, covering his mouth and his shoulders trembled up and down.

After laughing, the previous shame and anger were abandoned. I tilted my head and looked up and down at Ning Ziming's outline, and joked in a very low voice, "Actually, it's right. You are not dark at all and your martial arts are still a good match. You are a big black man who sells oil, and you have indeed lost you. But don't think that you are really better than me. I slept in a daze on the tree yesterday, and my bloodline was not moving at all. If you are ready and fight with your own skills, you might really be able to hit you with a bruised nose and a swollen face!"

"So, no matter whether the things in the dream are true or not, I must rescue you." Ning Ziming couldn't keep up with Tao Sanchun's jumping thinking, thought for a while, and continued to tell the truth.

"So, you're here?" Tao Sanchun was stunned for a moment, and the smile on her face slowly condensed.

There was no oil lamp in the bedroom, and the distance between the two was a little far away. Ning Ziming couldn't see the expression on the girl's face, and grinned with a wry smile and responded in a low voice, "Well, so I'm here. That's all, you can't believe it. But I will save you and leave tonight no matter what!"

"Oh!" Tao Sanchun smiled in the dark, looking out and smiling like a quiet ephemeral.

She knew that the other party could not see her face, and that the other party's words just now should be true. However, she felt a kind of depression and pain in her chest.

This pain had no reason, but it made her no longer want to talk. She reached out and picked up another piece of mung bean cake from the plate and slowly handed it to her mouth. However, she also found that her lips and teeth were trembling violently. After a while, she could not bite the soft mung bean cake in the slightest.

In the room, there was no noise except for breathing.

Ning Ziming leaned against the wall, and his fingers bent and stretched out on both sides of his body.

He didn't say a lie tonight, but he didn't tell the whole truth.

Things in the dream are not true, but the feeling of mutual support and blood connection in the dream is always left in his heart, extremely real.

It is not convenient for him to talk about this feeling to anyone right now, including Tao Sanchun.

After all, the other party is still a cardamom girl. After all, the other party will have to marry, have children, serve parents and in-laws in the future, and live a small life with her husband.

He is not qualified to tease others and delay their whole life.
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