feel sleepy.
The body was scalded softly, and even the usual cold sea of consciousness was fogged up and transpired.
Yu Yi was clinging to Song Pian's shoulders, her eyes filled with tears of joy, she was sobbing like a kitten, unable to tell whether she was begging or acting like a spoiled child.
Across the tears, she could not see Song Piantao clearly, but the sea of consciousness became more and more confused. In the center of the sea of knowledge, like white mist, there was a piece of ice scorched by the fire, and it was dripping with embarrassment.
tick —
The melted ice and fire intertwined and fell, smashing into the sea of knowledge, causing a mist, like smoke.
Yu Yi had a dream under Song Piantao.
She had dreamed of a woman who was called "sister" by Song Pian before, but this time, she dreamed of three Song Pian, three women.
The faces of these "Song Piandao" were all different, but Yu Yi knew that they were all Song Piandao.
And those women... those women...
Yu Yi in the dream had a hint of surprise, but she was unable to express her doubts for a while.
She carefully observed the different Song Piangans and how they got along.
She saw that in the cluttered studio, people came and went, Song Piantao stood quietly as a bystander, and she stared at the woman leaning on the sapphire blue suede sofa and wearing a plain white, red and plum cheongsam.
The woman shook the sandalwood fan in her hand, and Song Pian's eyes flashed a great reward.
She also saw that Song Piangan would buy butterflies for women in cheongsams, and she always handed tissues just right after seeing the crumbs on the woman's red lips. Yu Yi didn't miss it either, there was an obvious tenderness in Song Pian's eyes at this time.
In the end, it was a snowy night with neon flashes. The butterfly gently kissed the woman's forehead, and then they, Bai Xue, and the world melted together.
In the dreamland as clean as white paper, another antique scene surfaced again.
This world is like the mortal empire of the Xiuxian world, but it is not very similar. In this world, Song Piantao sometimes dressed in men's clothes, and occasionally returned to women's clothes, but no matter what clothes she was wearing, there was a woman beside her who could be described as stunning and ruthless.
Yu Yi saw that in the gorgeous palace where the candle shadow was shaking, a cold and charming woman with a straight back and unparalleled strength knelt down on one knee in front of Song Piantao, bowed her head and kissed the back of Song Piandao's hand, focused and devout.
She was willing to surrender, let Song Pianjiao be driven, clear all obstacles for Song Pianjiao, kill all the evil spirits, and send Song Pianjiao to the position of the supreme empress.
They were always with each other, like a shadow, until Song Pian left that world.
The world is falling apart again.
Immediately afterwards, Yu Yi saw the third one—the woman she saw in her dream for the first time was the third one.
Song Pian Tao also left her.
"Yu Yi." A warm voice came from her body, "Are you tired? Your eyes are closed."
"If you're tired, today will—"
"No." Before Yu Yi opened her eyes, she muttered softly and threw herself into Song Piangan's arms, flattering and kissing Song Piangan's face indiscriminately, until a few moments of coolness turned into a pool of water between her warm cheeks.
Only then did Yu Yi realize that she was crying.
She was a little surprised, and opened her eyes mistily, and the big eyeballs in her eyes immediately slid down her cheeks.
This time, even Song Piangao noticed it.
Song Pian paused for a while, and hurriedly wiped it with her fingertips, looking very distressed.
"Why are you crying so hard?"
Yu Yi shook her head blankly, and buried her head in Song Pian's neck as if to escape.
Weird.
She couldn't accept that Song Pianjiao belonged to someone else. When she dreamed about Song Pianjiao getting along with a third woman, she had already recognized her hopeless desire for monopoly.
But tonight, Yu Yi hugged Song Pianto tightly.
Who are those people.
Yu Yi gently sniffed the reassuring breath on Song Piantao's body, and buried the tip of her nose into her neck. They were very unfamiliar, but... very familiar.
Song Pian's soothing patted on the back, Yu Yi gradually got away from the endless faint sadness, and ordered herself to calm down and think more.
-Yu Yi recalled that in the three worlds, Song Piantao made butterflies for each other. Although the specific method of the second world was not very similar, in the more similar first and third worlds, Song Piantao gave them to them. The Butterfly Crisp can be said to be exactly the same.
And Song Pianjiao seemed to be very familiar with the three of them... Yu Yi suddenly had a very bold guess.
If Song Pianjiao was a soul that fell on the puppet, did she experience more than one world before she came
Having traveled through so many worlds, has she... never lost her memory.
And those three women who love to eat butterflies and have similar temperaments, are they also the same soul? Yu Yi took a light breath, when Song Pian came to her side at this moment, does that mean—
"If you're tired, just come here. I've used enough spiritual fluid for today." Song Pian's voice was sympathetic, not in a hurry.
Yu Yi recovered.
This time, the pure spiritual jade paste came from Song Piantao and fed her directly to the level of the middle and late stage of Jindan. Some spiritual liquid that could not be accommodated inhabited her texture. If she meditated and digested, she would definitely reach the peak of Jindan. It is only one step away from Yuan Ying.
And Yu Yi used to be just a golden pill, and breaking through Nascent Soul would be a calamity. At that time, when the thunder is triggered, the robbery clouds are overwhelming, and the momentum is huge, so it is not so easy to cover up.
Naturally, it's not impossible to pass the test by ignoring her, but... Yu Yi moved her body slightly, and her fingertips slid across Song Pian's delicate and jade-like collarbone, and gently touched the small depression that contained her collarbone.
Song Piantao grabbed her hand, stretched her brows and smiled, her eyes widened with laziness:
"Are you in good spirits again?"
Yu Yi settled down, and half-truthfully accused:
"Sister is testing me during the day."
"That being the case, has Yu Yi decided to tell me everything tonight?"
all.
Yu Yi got up from Song Pian's body, her long loose hair draped behind her, she put on her snow-white robe loosely, and hugged:
"It's not impossible."
Yu Yi looked at Song Piantao and smiled:
"Just, will my sister tell me about her own affairs?"
The room suddenly fell silent.
"My business?" Song Piantao seemed puzzled, "I was awakened by myself, and I am your puppet."
"My mother once said before her death that the substitute puppet can 'live' because when the puppet is awakened, there is a soul inside."
Yu Yi stared at Song Piantao and said almost every word:
"Whether it is a broken soul or a complete one, there is always a need for it. And a complete soul knows where it comes from and where it goes."
"Sister, do you remember what happened before you came to me?"
Do you remember who you were before you became my property
The people you meet in those worlds are really—
me