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Gu Qingcheng bitterly broke a bright white fingernail, ignoring the pain in her finger. She gloomily looked in the direction of Jade Bamboo Peak with a gloomy expression on her face, and her heart turned cold: "Gu Hua Wei …" It's you again …

When Gu Hua woke up, she was beside a computer table in the 21st century, and the cactus next to it had bloomed into a pink flower that looked extremely cute. On the computer screen, there was nothing, except that when she was 20 years old, she was dressed in a black and white qipao embroidered with white magnolia, smiling like a picture of a flower. At that time, she was as clean and bright as a woman coming out from the depths of an ancient alley.

She got up and went into the kitchen and made a tomato and egg noodle and ate it and read the news on the web. She kept thinking she had forgotten something important, but she couldn't think of it.

Suddenly, she sucked in a mouthful of noodles. A light bulb went off in her head. Her little sister, Gu Xiaoluo, seemed to be writing novels on a certain website. She had even heard her and her friends talk about Qingcheng before, but no matter how she thought about it, she couldn't remember.

She had a strange dream. She dreamed of a man in a black robe, embroidered with golden flowers from the shore of the river, looking extremely noble. In the dream, the man had a carved face, sharp eyes, and a thin, venomous lips that looked like manybeads.

This was the most beautiful man she had ever seen.

The man looked at her without moving. His eyes, which were as sharp as blades, became soft and wet. He looked at her, at a place where she seemed to be able to reach him. It was as if he wanted her to go over and touch his head before he would obediently follow her.

Although she was only 22 years old, she had thought about what her future husband would look like, but she didn't think he would be too handsome. This man's beauty made her panic, but even in her dreams, she didn't dare to touch him.

Thus, under the beautiful and gorgeous gaze, she stood beside him and fell asleep.

The next day, Gu Hua woke up very early. The sky was still dark outside, but the bun house downstairs had already opened. She hurried downstairs and ordered a serving of braised pork and a bowl of soy milk, then sat down to enjoy. At this time, two girls who had woken up early to read and buy breakfast passed the bun house.

The girl immediately replied, "I've almost finished it. 'Solitary CHONG Qingcheng' is the most beautiful novel I've ever read. I need to study it a few more times, what about you?" After which, he turned to look at his companion.

The girl said triumphantly, "I've already studied it more than ten times. Gu Xiao Rou is indeed my favorite author. I love her so much …"

"Me too …"

As the two girls walked away, Gu Hua Wei Wei suddenly remembered. Wasn't this the novel written by his little sister? I must see it tonight.

When she returned home from breakfast, Gu Hua felt extremely tired. The genius outside had just woken up, so she decided to take a nap. She wondered if she could meet that handsome man from last night who angered both gods and men.

Closing her eyes, Gu Hua Wei saw the handsome guy from yesterday. He was still standing by her side, unmoving, with a pair of bright dark green eyes looking at her. He seemed to be a little tired, but when he saw her, he blinked pitifully.

Gu Hua Wei Wei couldn't help but be curious. Could it be that the people in my dreams don't sleep either? Otherwise, why would the person in the dream feel tired?

Therefore, she walked closer to him and still didn't dare to touch him. She only asked curiously, "Will you always be here?"

The man tilted his head in thought, as if this was a difficult question to answer, but after a moment he shook his head at her.

Gu Hua Wei Wei Wei immediately felt a bit disappointed. Then wouldn't she lose sight of this man in her dreams in the future? Why was she so reluctant …

However, she quickly smiled at him. "If I close my eyes, will you always be there?"

The man thought for a while, as if he didn't understand what she meant. He pursed his lips and nodded.

Gu Hua Wei Wei Wei immediately felt relieved. She wanted to reach out to touch him, but when she saw his eyes that were filled with anticipation, she withdrew her hand. This man that entered his dreams continuously, why was he looking forward to touching her so much? He clearly didn't seem like a dream.

Thinking of this, her heart turned cold.

She lowered her hand and felt the disappointment in the man's eyes. Gu Hua held back the hand she wanted to comfort him with and said goodbye, "I'm going to sleep."

The man nodded reluctantly, his eyes filled with worry.

Gu Hua Wei went back to sleep.

When she woke up, it was already around ten at night. She was shocked as she had never slept for such a long time, it seemed that she was especially tired recently, she could quickly fall asleep by lying down, but her mental state was getting worse.

She got up to prepare some food and ate a few mouthfuls. It was clearly her favorite homemade dish, but for some reason, she felt that it was too greasy. After eating a few mouthfuls, she could no longer eat anymore.

Gu Hua helplessly brewed a cup of flower tea for herself. She ran to the computer and turned on the computer, then went to her sister's novel, < Solitary CHONG Qingcheng >. It was a book written by a female main cultivator with about two million words, and it was very interesting to read and write.

This was an extremely popular novel, and Gu Hua couldn't help but want to see what her sister had written.

She had always known that this stepsister of hers was pretty, cute, and very attractive. Who knew how many boys had rushed to her in school, and even the childhood sweetheart had abandoned her. She had a unique crush on Gu Xiaoru.

However, he didn't know that her novels were so famous, and were written by so many beautiful men. He had always thought that Gu Xiaoluo was a good girl and that the one she liked would be Lu Xun and Shu Ting, Xi Murong.

Thinking of this, Gu Hua was slightly tempted. She couldn't help but click on [Reading].