Sometimes he could see someone pacing back and forth in front of him. His angle of view was very strange. He couldn't see the waist of the man, only the hem of the clothes that was almost falling to the ground, swept past him in a blur like a cloud. He opened his mouth lightly, and seemed to say two words briefly, maybe just a title...
Sometimes he is sitting somewhere, there seems to be a desk in front of him, but he can't see what is on it, and a black phantom falls on his hand, and he seems to move his finger at the phantom...
Sometimes he still holds something in his hand, at first glance it looks like a ghost face, with a mixed color group of red and black, and he can't see clearly...
Just when Xue Xian really couldn't figure out where the dream-like fragments came from, he saw the last fragment. In this fragment, there was a child with a blurred face in front of him, and he bent down. , reached out to the child.
What made him a little stunned was that his sleeves were white and spotlessly white.
"Who are you?" The child raised his face and asked timidly in a vague and immature voice.
The moment he was about to answer, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the hand he stretched out, with a tiny mole on the side of the ring finger joint. Although the dream was blurry, the small mole stood out inexplicably against the thin white fingers.
The moment of surprise made him sober his mind and escaped from the extremely vague dream.
Xue Xian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the table.
It was pitch dark inside, and it was nighttime. The light from the lanterns outside came in faintly, framing the outline of Xuanmin by the table.
"Bald donkey." Xue Xian frowned and said softly.
Xuan Min responded, and there was a faint trace of fatigue in his voice, as if he had just gotten out of some kind of exhausting situation. From Xue Xian's point of view, he could see that he raised his hand and touched the side of his neck.
Although the room was pitch black, and the details of his fingers could not be seen at all, Xue Xian remembered that there was also a small mole on the knuckle of his ring finger, which was exactly the same as the place in his dream.
Xue Xian originally wanted to tell Xuan Min about his dream, but when he saw that he touched the side of his neck, he changed his mind.
Because another idea suddenly popped up in Xue Xian's mind. If it was just a coincidental dream, it would be fine to talk about it, but... what if it wasn't a dream
Today, there is some inexplicable connection between him and Xuan Min's copper coins. This connection can pass Xuanmin's dragon saliva effect to him, and will it also pass on some other things? Like... memory
If there is no mistake, Xuan Min's memory will be restored once the ban on this copper coin is lifted. In the process of recuperating just now, the prohibition of a copper coin was broken, so what he saw... could it be some memories that were skipped from Xuan Min's mind
It's just because of the limited involvement that he sees them as blurry as if they were separated by a river bank.
If it was really a memory, I wouldn't be able to ask this directly. After all, Xuan Min took the initiative to tell him it was one thing, and it was another thing that he saw with his own eyes without Xuan Min's knowledge.
He was thinking about waiting for Xuanmin to recover a little and have a good talk with him, but at the moment, it seems that it is best not to use this copper coin indiscriminately, so as not to get more and more involved.
Xuan Min listened to him shout, but did not speak for a while, then turned his head and asked, "What?"
The voice sounded much better now than before, and seemed to have recovered for the most part.
"I'd better pay you back this copper coin first, I won't be able to use it for now." Xue Xian got up, loosened his muscles, and seemed to inadvertently put the copper coin in Xuan Min's hand.
He was used to hooking the rope of the copper coin string with his fingers, and when he put it in Xuan Min's hand, his fingers hadn't recovered from the rope.
Xuan Min was holding the copper coin, and he was hooking on the rope. In the dark, it was as if he was entangled with a piece of thin rope.
For a moment, Xue Xian didn't let go, and neither did Xuanmin.
After a while, Xue Xian moved his fingers that were entangled in the string, but instead of loosening it, he tickled towards him in a moderate manner. He lowered his eyes and looked at Xuan Min who was sitting in front of him. , whispered: "You..."
tuk tuk —
The knock on the door suddenly sounded, a thin and thin figure was reflected outside the door, and Lu Twenqi's dry voice came in: "Get up, the owner of the house is celebrating his birthday, how can you sleep so late."
Xue Xian loosened his fingers and let go of the string completely, "I almost forgot the days. Today, Jiang Shining's sister invited us to a banquet, let's go."
He and Xuan Min were nobles in the eyes of the Fang family. Lu Twenqi was just here to fight. As soon as Xue Xian's door opened, all the old and young of the Fang family gathered, and even invited the generals with the invitation.