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Jiang Rao has liked bright colors since she was a child. Whether it is clothes or juggling items, she always wants the most beautiful one.
So are paper kites.
All the kites in the kite shop are not as beautiful as the carp kite in her hand, but no matter how beautiful it is, Jiang Rao has seen too many good things, even if the kite is blown away by the wind, she will not be obsessed with it.
But this time when he woke up from the dream, he clearly remembered the appearance of the kite in the dream.
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Ting fell silent.
He did pick up a kite, a half red and half blue carp kite.
He thought it was the toy of some prince or princess in the palace, and he wanted to pretend he didn't see it and walk away, but after hesitating for a moment, he climbed up the tree and picked it off.
It was something he had never had himself, he had only seen others play it from a distance.
At that time, he was not envious. At the age of seven, he had already seen clearly that he was not like others. With a mother and concubine who could love him, he shouldn't have such a small toy.
He thought that he would never want it, but when he saw the kite hanging on the treetop, he still became greedy.
It was rare for him to pick up something interesting, avoiding the black guard who saw the paper kite floating in the sky and looking for it, and hid the paper kite.
That's his only toy.
It's a pity that he didn't have much ability at that time, and the kite was finally thrown out by the maid who cleaned it.
He always thought it was something he had stolen, so he hesitated when he answered it just now...
Not many people know about this.
How did she know it
…
Jiang Rao just felt incredible.
He really picked up the kite, so was her short dream just now real
She wanted to keep checking, but she couldn't remember how old she was at that time. According to the size in the dream, she was about four or five years old.
"Maybe it's my kite." Suddenly remembered something, her eyes became bright, she grabbed his sleeve, and her whole body leaned closer, "Was it autumn when you picked it up?"
When the spring breeze is in full bloom, there are many paper kites, but not many in autumn.
Seeing Rong Ting nodding, Jiang Rao excitedly tiptoed, "It's really my kite!"
"It's really..." She murmured twice.
Rong Ting's doubts did not disappear, and he glanced at her indifferently, "Why do you remember that kite?"
Jiang Rao raised her eyebrows, "I have a good memory."
Rong Ting knows how much she weighs, he admits that she has a quick mind, she has never missed her when she made calculations, and she has a good memory... Really not, but rather confused.
He was silent, Jiang Rao glanced at his expression and understood.
She just cocked her tail occasionally to be complacent, but he was really dull and didn't give her face at all.
"If I tell you, will you believe me?"
Rong Ting asked back, "Why don't you believe it?"
In addition, no matter who speaks in front of him, he has to guess three points.
Only not to her.
Jiang Rao lowered her head and muttered, "My parents don't believe it."
A few years ago, when she could still dream of what happened later in her dreams, she once mentioned it to her parents on a certain New Year's Eve while she was slightly drunk.
Her parents were taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, taking her words as nonsense.
As for the coincidence of the dream with the future, they think it is just a coincidence.
Seeing that her parents didn't believe her, she didn't mention it again.
Anyway, all kinds of things in her dreams, mentioning them will only make them misunderstand Rong Ting.
"I dreamed about it." Jiang Rao said softly.
Even though she knew that the person she was facing was Rong Ting, she was still nervous because she didn't know how he would react, swallowed, and said it again, this time the words were much clearer, "I dreamed in a dream."
She grabbed his arm, completely unable to guess how he would react, and stared at him.
Rong Ting frowned for a long time, raised his hand, and placed it on her head.
"Maybe this dream is just a coincidence." He said lightly.
Jiang Rao's heart fluttered back at the sense of solidity of being touched on the top of her head.
She was genuinely worried about being seen as an outlier.
It is also because of this worry that he never publicizes dreams and acts in a low-key manner.
She didn't think Rong Ting would look at her strangely, but just thinking about what if...
Instantly there was tension.
But his reaction reassured her.
"What if it's not a coincidence?" She was still staring at him very curiously, "What if I said, I had a similar dream before?"
For a moment, Rong Ting couldn't tell whether what she said was sincere or a joke, looking down at her, his expression gradually became serious.
"If what you say is true..."
"Don't let anyone know about it except me."
At the age of seven, he didn't have the ability to protect that paper kite, but now that he has, the thing to protect has changed from the paper kite to her.
If the paper kite was thrown away, just throw it away, he didn't dare to take her lightly.
He warned her in a low voice, "No one can."
"If you're kidding me...don't make that joke on anyone else."
Jiang Rao knew this a long time ago, so she kept acting in a low-key manner. Seeing his reaction like this, she felt sweet in her heart, hugged his waist and smirked, her breath was filled with laughter, and her voice softened, "Brother Ting very nice."
Rong Ting seldom heard from her what she called him when he was young, but when he heard it unexpectedly, the back of his ear was slightly red, and seeing her playful smile, he stretched out his slender fingers and pinched her cheek, "Remember alright?"
"Remember it, remember it." Jiang Rao nodded, answered several times in a row before stopping his smile, and asked him in a serious tone, "You have read a lot of books, have you ever heard of any book that contains , recorded such a thing?"
She herself has read a lot of books over the years.
She didn't think she would be the first person in the world to have such a dream, and she always wanted to find a precedent.
But looking through the history books, classics and rural anecdotes, I found nothing in the end.
Rong Ting looked down at her.
She asked so seriously, it didn't look like a joke.
He really wanted to ask her what kind of dreams she had, but he still held back, answered her first, shook his head and said, "I've never heard of it."
Jiang Rao had already guessed in her heart that it would not be so easy to find out the root of the problem, she smiled and said, "There are so many weird things in this world, maybe it's really just a coincidence."
Her eyes suddenly brightened, she took his hand and said, "I read a strange thing in a book a few days ago."
She didn't show any tricks, and immediately threw out the answer, "Soul Lamp."
"The lampkeeper takes the thirty-year lifespan as a guide, twists the clothes worn by the person he wants to pray for, or twists the fabric with his breath to make a wick, and keeps guarding the lamp for three years. Resurrection for three years."
"I thought this kind of thing against the sky was a plot compiled in a folk dialect book. Who knew that when I turned the title page of the book, it was recorded in the Baole Canon. The Baole Canon, a great book compiled by the previous dynasty Encyclopedia, there are very few adulterated things in it. Do you think it is true or false? I don’t think it is true. It just so happens that a corner of the page is missing. Maybe on the missing piece of paper, there is written In half a sentence, it is said-'The above-mentioned things, folk gossip, should not be true'."
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Although Jiang Rao said this time calmly, he mentioned it jokingly, but the first time he was looking at the Baole Canon in Zangshu Pavilion, it was the time when Rong Ting lost news in Huaizhou.
At that time, she really wanted to give it a try.