Sikong Lingge thought that she must have fallen asleep.
Everything in front of you is only possible in dreams.
In the dream, she saw a thick white mist wrapped around her.
Sikong Lingge frowned, not understanding why he suddenly dreamed of such a situation.
She frowned and walked forward step by step.
Suddenly, in the thick fog, I saw a long figure.
Is it Shangguan Rui?
Sikong Lingge was slightly stunned and hurriedly chased after him.
"Shangguan Rui--" Sikong Lingge ran and shouted.
But the figure seemed to have not heard her voice and kept walking forward.
Moreover, as she accelerated, the other party also moved faster and faster.
"Shangguan Rui! Shangguan Rui!" Sikong Lingge was frightened, and his chest was pounding, and he used all his strength to chase after him.
Grab the other person's hand.
"Shangguan Rui, didn't you hear me calling you - Li Ye?" Sikong Lingge was stunned, looking at the person in front of him in shock, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.
How could it be Feng Liye?
Sikong Lingge was stupid and his mind was blank in an instant.
In her heart, she knew vaguely that she was dreaming now.
But... she has never dreamed of it since Li Ye's death, why did she suddenly...
Sikong Lingge was fixed there, like a statue, unable to move.
Feng Liye looked at her steadily, and for a long time, he broke the silence, "Long time no see, should I tell you to be kind or listen to the song?"
"Everything is possible..." Sikong Lingge trembled and stammered, with an invisible hand in his throat, as if he was pinching it there.
"Xinyu." Feng Liye's voice seemed to float from the sky, so ethereal that it almost penetrated people...
Sikong Lingge was shocked, not knowing what expression to use to face him.
"Are you doing well?" Feng Liye asked in a low voice.