"The picture on your desk..."
Speaking of this, Song Wuyou's voice was a little choked up.
How she wished to hear Mu Gu say it was Song Jiaxi.
She wished that her younger brother could be killed by Dongfang Xuan like her, and then teleported to Mu Gu's body.
She asked Mu Xin last night if he had been seriously injured before.
Mu Xin said that Ah Hei, who he was riding, suddenly went crazy and threw him off the horse.
At that time, he was seriously injured, but he was not hospitalized and did not appear comatose.
She was also not sure if at that time, Mu Gu would no longer be Mu Gu.
But she is sure that if Mu Gu can draw such a picture, he must be someone who is very familiar with her.
Mu Gu tried his best to suppress the emotions roiling in his heart.
He looked at Song Wuyou calmly: "The painting... I drew it casually."
"At this point, you still refuse to tell me the truth." Song Wuyou smiled wryly.
Seeing her slightly red eyes, Mu Gu felt a heavy pain in his heart.
He looked at her with dark peach blossom eyes, and a touch of sadness quickly passed by.
He said: "The woman in that painting often appears in my dreams."
He often dreamed of riding horses and galloping with her, galloping on the battlefield together—
For the latter, he avoided the important ones and didn't say anything.
He is often haunted by such dreams, and sometimes he is excited and sad because of the dreams—
Every time he wakes up, he will ask countless times, when will she appear by his side instead of in a dream
Last time, when she was about to faint, she shouted [Dongfang Xuan, don't kill my nine clans].
His heart was shocked.
The words Dongfangxuan hit his heart hard like a drum.
Although her appearance had changed, after hearing these words, he knew that she was coming.
But what's the use
Her current identity is Mrs. Gu—
His simple sentence stirred up waves in Song Wuyou's heart.
"You drew it based on the woman... in your dream?" Song Wuyou's voice trembled a little.
Could it be... could it be... he is really Dongfang Xuan's reincarnation
how so
What about Gu Yanhao
She always thought that Gu Yanhao was...
Mu Gu nodded, his eyes fell on his lap, he didn't dare to look directly at Song Wuyou.
Song Wuyou asked: "Then you didn't dream who you are? Dongfang Xuan or Song Jiaxi?"
Mu Gu raised his eyes, looked at her complicatedly, and shook his head.
Song Wuyou looked at it and was extremely disappointed.
A beautiful face, it is not difficult to see the loss and sadness.
Mu Gu raised his eyes, seeing her like this, his heart ached.
He looked at her with a hoarse voice: "You must always remember that you are Mrs. Gu Song Wuyou, and I am Mu Gu, the eldest son of the Mu family."
Song Wuyou was shocked and looked at him.
When their eyes met, Song Wuyou seemed to see those familiar smiling eyes.
Heart, grabbed it hard.
With hot eyes, she stood up abruptly, "You can eat porridge, I'll go to the doctor to change the medicine."
Mu Gu looked at her leaving figure in a hurry, his eyes gradually became melancholy, with mist flickering inside—
…
…
The sun was setting.
The setting sun dyed the entire grassland orange.
The sheep are grazing, the horses are running, and the eagles are soaring.
In the mountains in the distance, the leaves are dancing.
Song Wuyou held a painting in his hand and stood on the edge of the roof.
She was wearing a long white dress with a skirt that reached to her ankles.
Wearing waist-length hair, the wind blows, the long hair flutters, and the skirt flutters lightly, as beautiful as a mysterious fairy.