Du Yan had already planned to guide Cheng Yu to remember the past in this exchange, and to convince the other party that he is a real person, not a person in a painting or a dream .
This gradually deepens the impression, and when Cheng Yu is convinced of the authenticity of Du Yan's existence, he will be able to appear in this dream world.
However, he just picked up the pen and wrote a few sentences, and the familiar feeling came again.
Du Yan looked at the study in front of him, a little helpless, and didn't know what happened to Cheng Yu. Obviously he hadn't slept for nearly three days, but this sleep was so short, and he didn't know what he dreamed to wake up from the dream.
Cheng Yu in the next room sat up from the bed with an unbelievable look on his face.
His dream today is the follow-up to the previous dream. In fact, this situation rarely occurs. Most of Cheng Yu's dreams are fragmentary, like chaotic memory fragments. He can only remember a few faces and words of the dreamer, but there are few continuous plots.
Since the painting was brought back from the burial chamber, everything has changed, and the chaotic fragments have become a continuous memory.
Just like this time, Cheng Yu dreamed of her confession, the follow-up to the princess undressing.
The content that followed was not as glamorous as expected. The eldest princess undid her belt and opened her clothes, revealing her flat chest.
Cheng Yu had mixed feelings in her heart, ranging from shock to disbelief, but she didn't have the anger or disgust of infatuation and mispayment.
Then, he heard the princess who exposed the man in front of him say, "I am the son of Yan."
Hearing this sentence, Cheng Yu was like falling from a height, and the whole person fell from a dream into reality.
He didn't wake up because he was frightened by knowing the true gender of the princess, but because what the man in the dream said was exactly the same as the sentence that appeared in the notebook.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yu turned on the light and went straight to the diary he had placed beside his pillow before going to bed.
Before falling asleep, he just had the idea of giving it a try, thinking that he might be able to lead out the mysterious man who left his handwriting.
Unexpectedly, the diary was spread out to the side, and a few lines of writing appeared in the blank space.
With the basis of the previous dream, Cheng Yu was not too surprised, but directly picked up the diary, and took the words on it into his eyes word by word.
After a while, he smiled and said in a low voice, "It turns out that you asked me to continue dreaming."
Later, Cheng Yu took from the side the sandalwood box that the housekeeper brought back from his hometown. In the box was the notebook he had read when he was young.
Cheng Yu opened the notebook, found the same words as the mysterious handwriting on the diary, and carefully compared them one by one.
Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what he remembered, and this was the handwriting of the same person.
Cheng Yu didn't try to explain the rationality of this. He only knew that everything in front of him was real, the handwriting was real, the picture scroll was real, and maybe those things in the dream were real.
"Young Master Yan."
Cheng Yu recited these three words in her mouth, only to feel that her heart, which had been empty since birth, gradually became fuller with the appearance of these three words.
As long as she can remember, Cheng Yu felt that she was incomplete, and there was always an empty place in her heart.
He always felt that something was missing in the world, and the missing part was the most important thing to him.
Until he was ten years old, when he started to dream, the sense of loss in his heart would have a momentary satisfaction in the dream. When Cheng Yu entered his teenage years, he understood why the emptiness in his heart came from.
In the dream, Li Yin came with him, but he didn't know where he went. So he kept looking, looking for the person who should be his half.
But somewhere, there was another voice telling him that the man didn't come. The reason that Yin accompanied this person seems to have been lost in the torrent of time, and I do not know where to go.
Maybe in this life, I can't wait for the half body that belongs to me.
This sense of despair made Cheng Yu's heart always dead, and only in a dream can he get a moment of peace.
Everyone knows that Cheng Yu is the most fierce and fearless of death on the battlefield, but everyone who knows him will praise Cheng Yu as a hero in troubled times.
Only Cheng Yu knew that it was because he was always in hopeless waiting that he was not afraid of death. He even secretly hoped in his heart that maybe in the next reincarnation, he could wait for the destined person.
Now, it's completely different.
"Young Master Yan, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
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Since that day, Du Yan and Cheng Yu have maintained this peculiar way of communicating.
Du Yan led to Cheng Yu's dream through the communication in the diary, and gradually moved forward. Now Cheng Yu's dream has come to the time when Du Yan ascended the throne and Cheng Yu mixed into the mission.
Cheng Yu always had a gloomy face, her expression became more and more gentle, and she even often smiled.
Even the servants of the mansion are unavoidable to discuss whether the Overseer has a sweetheart. Recently, he has always been in a good mood and is very tolerant of some small mistakes.
Cheng Yu had heard this rumor, but he did not strictly prohibit the servants in the mansion from discussing it, because he felt that it was a fact and there was nothing to hide.
The only thing that makes Cheng Yu dissatisfied is that he has not seen Young Master Yan in reality.
Cheng Yu is not stupid. From his interactions these days, he can analyze that every time he dreams of Young Master Yan, the other party will appear in the diary and leave handwriting.
He didn't understand why Young Master Yan was reluctant to come out to see him. If the other party was a soul in the portrait, why would he only appear when he was asleep.
Cheng Yu didn't dare to ask. He remembered hearing the old man say the taboo about ghosts, that is, don't ask them where they came from. If you ask about the origin of the soul, it may stimulate the other party, remind them that they have died, and finally lead to the soul flying away.
Cheng Yu asked herself that she couldn't bear the consequences, so she had to accept the current way of getting along.
Du Yan didn't know what Cheng Yu was thinking at all, he just thought things were very strange, obviously Cheng Yu had accepted these facts. However, he can only appear when Cheng Yu is dreaming. As long as he wakes up, he will always return to the picture scroll.
Just when Du Yan felt that the time was almost right and he could tell Cheng Yu that he was not a painting demon or something, Cheng Yu disappeared.
Before leaving, Cheng Yu naturally informed Du Yan of his movements.
When the war broke out, Cheng Yu led the troops to the front line. Perhaps the war was urgent, and the frequency of Cheng Yu's dreams became extremely low when he was on the front line.
Du Yan can only appear once in a few days. Even if he does, he can only wander in the empty mansion and cannot leave too far away.
If things were as simple as this, Du Yan would not feel that Cheng Yu had disappeared. Things have changed since last week. Until today, Du Yan has not been able to come out of the painting for nearly half a month.
Just when he was anxious and worried about whether Chengyu had an accident, there was finally movement in the mansion.
It was not Cheng Yu who had not seen for a long time, but the housekeeper Cheng Bo who pushed the door into the study.
Cheng Bo's face is not very good-looking, his eyebrows are wrinkled, his eyes are dark and blue, his hair seems to be a lot whiter, and the whole person looks much older.
Standing in front of Du Yan, he sighed and said, "I hope it will be useful."
Du Yan's perspective changed, and then it was dark in front of him, and it seemed that he was put into a sandalwood box again.
Du Yan thought about what Cheng Bo said just now, and felt a little uneasy in his heart. Judging from the situation in front of him, Cheng Yu must have had an accident.
In the communication with Chengyu, I have some understanding of Cheng Bo, Du Yan. He is a family servant, and he is loyal to Cheng Yu. Cheng Bo would definitely not do such a thing as stealing a painting, so the only explanation is that Cheng Yu asked him to take the painting somewhere.
Du Yan judged from the conversation and the sound that he was in the car, and then learned what happened to Cheng Yu during this period from the conversation between Cheng Bo and others.
It turned out that Cheng Yu disappeared because he was seriously injured in the battle. He led a victorious campaign on the front line, but was accidentally wounded near the end of the campaign.
Cheng Yu was directly sent to the hospital for rescue. Although he managed to save his life, he has not regained consciousness and has been in a coma.
Not long ago, Cheng Yu had just regained consciousness for a few minutes. The first sentence he woke up was to report the password of the locker and instruct the housekeeper to bring the picture scroll and diary to the hospital.
After speaking, Cheng Yu fell into a coma again.
According to the doctor, Cheng Yu was not completely out of danger, and this time she woke up just because she was too obsessed. The next step is to do his best to obey the destiny. If Cheng Yu's will to survive is strong enough, he might be able to survive this death.
Du Yan finally knew why he was trapped in the picture scroll all this time. Cheng Yu lost consciousness and fell into a coma, so naturally he couldn't dream.
Du Yan knew very well that this was a dream world, and the master of the dream would never let himself die in a dream no matter what.
However, he was in a dream that was close to the real world, and his feelings for Shao Lingheng were not as big as before, and Du Yan couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
About half an hour later, Du Yan saw the light again, and what appeared in front of him was Cheng Yu, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.
After Cheng Bo hung the picture scroll, he communicated with the doctor who came to round the room.
The doctor's statement is still the same. If Cheng Yu can wake up again today, then the situation will be very optimistic.
The doctor suggested that Cheng Bo find Cheng Yu's relatives or lovers, and tell him some good memories to stimulate his awareness of survival.
Cheng Yu's parents are dead now, and he has no siblings. The housekeeper Cheng Bo can be regarded as his only relative.
Cheng Bo recalled Cheng Yu's growth process, and found that he couldn't find anything that the young master was particularly concerned about.
At this moment, Uncle Cheng's eyes fell on the diary. If you think about it seriously, the painting on the wall and the diary are probably what his young master cares most about.
Thinking of this, Uncle Cheng didn't care too much, he opened the diary and began to read the contents above.
"… "
Du Yan, who stayed in the painting, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but feel that Xin didn't have too much content in his diary. Otherwise, it would be a shame to be executed in public.
Cheng Bo's desperate move had a really good effect for Cheng Yu.
The specific performance is that Du Yan appeared in the ward that night.
It was late at night, Cheng Bo was resting in the next room, and only Cheng Yu was left in the ward with his eyes closed.
Du Yan walked to the side of the bed and sat down, looking at Cheng Yu, who was so weak that he could hardly see any vitality.
Du Yan thought that since the reunion, Cheng Yu had always looked heroic, but now his cheeks are so thin that they are almost sunken. He only felt a pain in his heart, and he didn't know what to do.
Now, he is just a wandering soul stored in the painting, without any extraordinary ability.
He saw that Cheng Yu's lips were dry and cracked, so he got up and wanted to dip some water on the cotton swab to moisten the other's lips.
When Du Yan's hand was empty, he realized that if he really cared, he would be confused, and he actually forgot the fact that he could only touch other things through Cheng Yu.
He wanted to hold Cheng Yu's hand, but after thinking about it, he chose to lean down.
Du Yan gently kissed Cheng Yu's lips, not knowing what his purpose was, whether it was to get in touch with the world, or just for peace of mind.
He closed his eyes and felt the warmth on his lips, and finally calmed down a little. Cheng Yu was still alive and well, and he didn't just turn into a cold corpse.
After a while, Du Yan only felt that his lips were gently held, and then the man who was touching his lips opened his mouth.
"This is the favor before death? I finally got my wish."
Cheng Yu's voice was extremely hoarse, so weak that it almost disappeared into the air, but Du Yan, who was very close to him, could hear it clearly.
As soon as the words fell, Cheng Yu felt a sting on his lips, and then the warm body on his body retreated.
Under the dim light, Cheng Yu saw that it was like a dream, no, it was a scene even more beautiful than a dream.
The young master Yan in Chinese clothes raised his brows at him and said, "It's so difficult for you to see me, yet you are willing to die like this?"
Cheng Yu laughed, only to feel that the severe pain of the wound became a kind of enjoyment after waking up. Because it reminds him that everything in front of him is real, not a dream or an illusion.
"Unwilling, it was because I was unwilling that I escaped from the Hell Palace."
"It's your acquaintance."
Cheng Yu stared blankly at the person in front of him, reluctant to move away for a moment.
Obviously, he had seen the face many times in his dreams. From the hairline to the curvature of the corner of his mouth, he could clearly describe it even with his eyes closed.
After everything turned into reality, Cheng Yu was still full of shock and joy. He almost greedily took everything into his eyes and kept it in his heart.
Du Yan was a little uncomfortable with his direct gaze, he frowned and said in a bad tone: "What are you looking at?"
Maybe it was because the injury was too weak, or because the surprise made his mind a little dizzy, Cheng Yu subconsciously said a word.
"Why are you still wearing women's clothes? If you like it, I'll ask Cheng Bo to go to the tailor's shop and order you some western clothes..."
"Cheng Yu!" Du Yan was furious, "How dare you ask me why I dress up as a woman? It's all your fault!"