"Saint Son, have a drink～"
Qian Renxue walked away with Ning Rongrong in his arms, Ning Rongrong held up her wine glass, refusing to let go.
Liu Erlong's graceful figure seemed somewhat melancholic.
She slowly stepped onto the stairs, her head lowered, her eyebrows furrowed.
A golden figure passed by.
Ling Yuan, clad in armor, glanced at Liu Erlong as she brushed past.
Their figures crossed, moving in opposite directions.
Ning Rongrong's incessant chatter made Liu Erlong pause slightly.
Her eyes trembled.
Was that the child who fell just now?
Liu Erlong turned her head and looked back curiously, her gaze sweeping over Ling Yuan.
Catching a glimpse of gold.
Her dark eyes suddenly trembled.
Gold, dazzling gold!
Under the blazing sun.
Liu Erlong was struck by lightning, her delicate body instantly stiffened, trembling uncontrollably.
She was stunned for a moment, standing like a withered tree.
Her eyes instantly turned red, filled with tears.
Everything was a blur of gold.
That receding figure overlapped with the figure she longed for day and night in her memory.
Liu Erlong couldn't help but burst into tears.
Her red lips trembled as she opened and closed them.
"A'Jue, it's A'Jue!"
"I found him, I found him!"
Liu Erlong choked with sobs, panicking and trying to rush forward.
"A'Jue."
Liu Erlong took a big step, but forgot that she was on the stairs.
Caught off guard.
Her foot missed a step, and her figure quickly fell.
"Saint Son～ Just have a little drink～"
Ning Rongrong held the remaining half cup of wine, her bright eyes narrowed, full of cleverness.
Her finger gently poked Qian Renxue's cheek.
"Rongrong is still a child～"
"Saint Son doesn't want Rongrong to finish this wine by herself, does he?"
"Where did you learn all these strange things?"
Qian Renxue looked at her with a strange expression, she was already playing these tricks at such a young age.
"Is it strange? Rongrong doesn't feel that way?"
Ning Rongrong blinked her eyes blankly.
Wrinkling her little nose, she leaned against Qian Renxue's cheek, gently sniffing the faint fragrance.
"Okay, I'll help you finish it."
Qian Renxue smiled helplessly and nodded in agreement.
"That's great!"
"After Saint Son finishes drinking, Rongrong will take you to see the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Ning Rongrong held up the wine glass and was about to bring it to Qian Renxue's mouth.
Pfft—!
Before she could finish speaking, there was a muffled sound from behind.
"Ah..."
And a short cry of pain, quickly dissipated, replaced by...
Anxious, excited shouts.
That desolate voice was getting closer and closer to Qian Renxue's ears.
"A'Jue!"
"Hmm?"
Qian Renxue frowned, dragging Ning Rongrong's petite body.
Turning around to look.
A plump, graceful figure was approaching.
Tears streamed down her dignified and beautiful face, her heart-wrenching eyes staring straight at him.
The black dress that wrapped around her fullness was stained with dust.
It seemed to be from the stairs.
Her right foot was already twisted, but it didn't affect her speed at all.
She was quickly approaching Qian Renxue.
"Impudence!"
Ling Yuan frowned and let out a low shout.
Standing in front of Qian Renxue, the aura of a Titled Douluo swept around.
Liu Erlong only felt a hurricane slamming into her.
Her steps faltered as she retreated several steps.
Her eyes were filled with shock as she looked at Ling Yuan.
"A'Jue～"
Liu Erlong clenched her fists, not making a move, but staring at Qian Renxue with a crying voice.
Looking at the young man she had longed for day and night.
Even if it was slightly different from the end of that dream, younger.
But Liu Erlong would never mistake him!
She had grown up with Qian Renxue! Every scene, every conversation was still clear in her mind!
"Saint Son, is that big sister calling you?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Liu Erlong strangely, of course she remembered the beautiful woman in front of her.
That was the big bun she had bumped into just now.
"It seems so."
Qian Renxue nodded hesitantly.
Liu Erlong stared at Qian Renxue, a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in her heart.
Why didn't he seem to recognize her?
"Your Highness, do you know her?"
Ling Yuan also turned her head curiously to ask.
Qian Renxue shook his head gently, he didn't have any impression of her.
"How could this be?!"
Liu Erlong's eyes were lost, her face pale, she couldn't believe this was true.
How could he not recognize her?!
Liu Erlong shook her head blankly.
She had been searching for so long!
Qian Renxue looked at the woman in front of him, frowned, and turned to leave.
"Sister Ling Yuan, let's go."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Ling Yuan gave Liu Erlong a warning glance.
Then she turned and followed.
But Qian Renxue's footsteps suddenly hesitated, he seemed to have forgotten something.
"A'Jue, don't, don't go...!"
Liu Erlong quickly caught up.
She had finally met him, how could she let Qian Renxue disappear in front of her again.
"I know, you're still angry with me, aren't you?!"
"I already know I was wrong, I know I was wrong!"
Liu Erlong's crying voice was full of misery, resentment, and extremely hoarse.
"Please... don't go..."
"..."
Under Ning Rongrong's gaze, Qian Renxue's frowning brows suddenly relaxed.
His eyes showed a hint of understanding.
He had indeed forgotten about the dream.
"Saint Son?"
Qian Renxue stopped.
Ling Yuan's delicate brows furrowed slightly, she immediately turned around, her face covered with frost.
"Noisy—!"
She raised her hand to slap Liu Erlong.
Pa!
"Your Highness?"
Ling Yuan looked at Qian Renxue in surprise.
The wrist she was about to raise was already grasped by Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue didn't explain, but stared at Liu Erlong.
"A'Jue!"
In Liu Erlong's painful dark eyes, a glimmer of light reappeared.
Qian Renxue asked curiously:
"What is your name?"
"I, my surname is Liu, Liu Erlong, Liu Erlong!"
Liu Erlong was stunned for a moment, then said anxiously.
"Liu Erlong?!"
When he heard the name 'Liu', Qian Renxue had already confirmed the identity of the person in front of him.
A strong surprise flashed in his eyes.
The 【Yellow Dream】selected... how could it be her?!
Qian Renxue frowned again.
He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.
A look of hope appeared in Liu Erlong's eyes.
A'Jue seemed to remember her!
"Sorry."
Qian Renxue suddenly said.
Making Ning Rongrong and Ling Yuan somewhat confused.
But Liu Erlong's heart ached, she hoped that Qian Renxue would not continue to speak.
"I don't remember you now."
Qian Renxue said calmly, looking at the pale face, his heart surged with unbearable feelings.
It was a strange feeling, he couldn't find the origin of it.
Thinking of Liu Erlong's position.
Qian Renxue's face was serious, reminding her:
"Liu Erlong, I don't know what happened between us."
"But I hope you remember."
"Never be an enemy of the Spirit Hall, this is my advice to you!"
As soon as the voice fell.
Suddenly, Liu Erlong seemed to remember something.
Her delicate and beautiful face, her red lips were pale.
Qian Renxue's last words before his death echoed in her mind like a loud bell.
"Liu Erlong, I warn you again, after you go back."
"Don't try to go against the Spirit Hall, if you can't even do the simplest thing of being safe and sound, you will really die!"
"Killed by me... without the slightest hesitation!"
"..."
"After I go back, I will no longer remember you!"
I wish you all a happy life!
