But on another tiline, what Cui Zhu dreams is different from herself.
Cui Zhu always believed that in the end, he died by her hand, thinking that she grew tired of him and allowed others to take his life...
There was a discrepancy in their understanding. It was a misunderstanding; she didn’t want Cui Zhu dead... Perhaps initially she didn’t take him seriously, but later, her attitude had changed.
Yet she couldn’t defend herself.
Because whether she defended herself or not, to Cui Zhu she would never be a good person, but rather a villain, a person who had killed him in a past life.
He could never love soone like her. It was only natural for him to hate her. The chasm between them was too vast, stretching across lifetis, more insurmountable than the highest mountains and the most distant waters in this world!!
...
After Miao Qing left, Bai Xian removed his garnts, a look of puzzlent in his eyes. He pondered over the dreams, the reality, full of suspicion.
Why is that woman, Miao Qing, why does she insist on entangling herself with him? In the dream life, the two of them had a vendetta. Of course, this so-called vendetta was one-sided; Miao Qing might not even care about his hatred, it was he who hated Miao Qing unilaterally.
But that woman...
He didn’t understand, really didn’t understand, truly couldn’t figure her out.
In the dream, she had lost interest in his unusually special physique, so why does she now persist in bothering him?
Occasionally appearing to affect his mood...
Actually, he didn’t genuinely hate Miao Qing as much as he claid. Maybe it was because he had a broad heart? Or perhaps he subconsciously believed that the harm Miao Qing once inflicted upon him existed only in the dreams, not in reality. Though Miao Qing called that the previous life...
But actually, he had already let go. Of course, even though he had long let go of the hatred, he couldn’t say he particularly liked Miao Qing.
He thought Miao Qing had a capricious and unpredictable nature, acted recklessly and freely. One could say she did whatever she wished, one thing after another.
Such a person was too willful.
And dealing with such a person ca with enormous risks.
Therefore, his act of pretending to hatefully dismiss Miao Qing was actually out of inner guard, feeling that staying away from Miao Qing and not involving with her in any way was safer.
So...
Let it be.
Hopefully, she wouldn’t appear in his life anymore.
Bai Xian took off his shoes, lying flat on the creaky wooden bed.
He tucked himself into the covers.
As he closed his eyes, he suddenly recalled the words Miao Qing said.
"You fell in love with a monster!"
Whom he loved was not the Marshal himself, but a soul of unknown origin.
But even so, what of it?
Love is love!
She changed his life.
Though she did it unintentionally, she indirectly helped him avoid many calamities on his life’s original path.
She had a life-giving grace upon him!!
Moreover...
If the one he loved was a ’Monster’, then what did that make him and Miao Qing?
Because of Devouring God Gu, they had those dreams, frequently dread those dreams, and considered everything in the dream as if they had personally experienced them, as if they had really happened in a past life.
This perception was truly incredible.
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