The Imperial Master's body was a little limp, and his consciousness was a little blurry.
He watched Yunyi pick up the prediction ball on the table and said, "Yunyi, don't touch it.
The smell of yellow sand had a faint smell of blood, and he could vaguely see the blood-stained pieces of mottled clothes passing before his eyes, like a key, suddenly opening a restricted area in his memory.
He was familiar with this smell, because when he thought about what happened that night, it was because of this smell that he had no defense.
But now, he was tricked again.
It was due to his compassion for Yun Yi, and because she was right in front of him, he was even more defenseless and it was easier to give up that area in the sea of memory. opened.
"Pu Xia, if you don't want to tell me, then I will spy on it myself."
Yun Yi gently stroked the prediction ball with her hand.
The blood on it had not faded away.
She looked at the Imperial Master with only a slit left in his eyes, "Pu Xia."
Xia, don’t let me down this time, because I’m begging you, please.”
The word "please" with a crying sound, like a magic sound, overwhelmed the imperial master's last bit of resistance and fell into sleep completely.
Yunyi raised her eyebrows as she watched the Imperial Master fall asleep completely, "Pu Xia, you have the ability to predict.
From the beginning, you only predicted for the God King of the God Realm.
But when did you start predicting for the insignificant people?"
"Since you like me, then recall all this, because it is very painful to forget the person you like, and the happiest thing is to help the person you like and fulfill her wish."
"If you like me, then I will give you another kind of happiness.
When you think of everything, sacrifice for me, and stay by my side, this will be happiness."
The Imperial Master opened his eyes and woke up.
What he saw was the vast, endless yellow sand.
There was no human habitation here.
There were only wine bottles on the ground.
The position beside him had long been buried by the yellow sand.
It seemed like last night, nothing had happened.
It was like having someone by his side.
"Please."
The cry-sounding begging made him have a headache, and then he realized that this was a deserted land, and he was Pu Xia.
At this time, he was Pu Xia, not someone else.
He knew that he was trapped in the sea of memories, peeping into the memory that had been blocked by him, and was being peeped at this time, but it didn't matter, he wanted to know anyway.
As soon as he figured it out, the Imperial Master completely gave up his thoughts and allowed himself to completely become Pu Xia at this moment.
Only in this way could he truly see everything in the sea of memory without any hindrance.
There were too many things he wanted to know.
He only closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, the shadow of the Imperial Master had disappeared, leaving only the appearance of Pu Xia.
The corners of his pretty lips raised slightly as he looked at the wine jar beside him, "Just think of it as a dream."
His expression was no longer indifferent, but rather that of a romantic ruffian.
This was Pu Xia.
Even so, Pu Xia sat on the hot yellow sand, looked at the wine jar beside him, looked at the horizon, watched the scorching sun set, dyeing it red, and watched the full moon rise, and he His side is still empty.
In this way, after waiting for three days and three nights, he never saw that drunken red figure appear in front of him or beside him, crying and begging him to like her again.
It was like a dream, but not like a dream, but he was willing to wait in vain for this dream
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