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That night, Mo Yuying rubbed his feet and comforted him with some random words.

Blowing out the candle flame, watching a wisp of smoke do the final struggle, slowly rising and dispersing in all directions, except for the faint smell of oil, as if it had never existed.

I grew up under my father's tutelage, but I did not become an official like my father had hoped for me to be. It was said that I was the only one in the family who took the initiative to do business, and in fact, I did not like doing business.

In my dreams, I always dreamed of a girl, and that girl wasn't unchanging. I grew up and she grew, and I didn't understand why I kept dreaming about her, but her sweet smile was buried deep in my heart. Her pure and beautiful smile was like a lotus flower, flowing through my body like a warm current.

In the winter, when I was sixteen, I had a high fever. I slept for three days and nights, and in those three days and nights, she talked to me for the first time in her dreams. I clearly remember that day, she was wearing a pink dress, although she was still wearing the same revealing clothes, white wrists, white legs, and very strange shoes, but she was still very pretty, more beautiful than any girl I've ever seen.

She sat outside in the spring, the wind blowing through her skirt and sending ripples through the air. She smiled at the silhouette at the bottom of the lake. That smile was so beautiful that it could cause a person to lose their beauty. After a while, he turned around and smiled at me. He said in a sweet and melodious voice, "Dad, mom, I want to be a rich person. I want to let everyone in the orphanage wear good clothes and get a good education."

At that time, I already knew that I would never forget her in my life. I was madly in love with her in my dreams. I will not hesitate to tell him that my dream is to be able to sleep early. It was from then on that I decided to be a businessman with enough money.

And then every day I could see her in my dreams, but I never heard her speak again, everything went back to how it used to be, how I studied my way of doing business day after day, and how I was beaten, but I didn't give up, and finally, at seventeen, I managed to open a teahouse by my own efforts. But when I was eighteen, and the girl never appeared in my dreams again, I was depressed.

I couldn't believe that this was all a coincidence. I couldn't believe that the dream I'd had for ten years was an illusion. I began to panic and look around, painting her face into a dark blue. But even so, I still couldn't find any news of her.

Until three months ago, after Third Sister had escaped from the marriage for more than ten days, she sent a letter telling me that there was a girl who was willing to marry the Fourth Prince in her place. The whole family was very happy, but I didn't think that the girl who was willing to help Third Sister was the girl in my dreams.

That day, when I came back from finishing my business, I ran into a woman in a long, aqua green dress, embroidered with a few elegant cherry blossoms. Her brown hair was tied up in a simple bun, and as she blinked, her eyelashes, which were as thick as a fan, flashed along with her eyes, her tall nose, and her alluring lips.

The slender neck, like the skin of Bai Zhi, slightly revealed itself without makeup, moved gracefully like a dragon, like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world. I was stunned on the spot, not because she looked so elegant and refined, but because she looked more like the person in my dreams, just that the color of her hair was different.

I secretly swore to myself that I would marry her, but in the end I missed the opportunity. Something happened in the shop, and I rushed to deal with it, and when I came back, I missed the chance to have her not marry the Fourth Prince. That talent competition not only cost her a lifetime, but also cost me my dreams.

When I saw the news that came from the capital, my entire body collapsed and I fainted. That illness lasted for half a month, and during that half a month, I kept telling myself that the heavens had already treated me very well, that I would be able to see her again in my lifetime. No matter how hard I tried, my abilities were still unable to contend against the imperial power. I could only bury my feelings deep within my heart and hide the stabbing pain in my heart in front of everyone else.

The second time they met was at the Laughing Hall. That day, she wore a pink pleated dress and was still as cute as ever. She looked at me, feeling wronged, and said, "Second Brother, if you bully people, wouldn't a thousand taels be too little?"

It was the same sentence that made me so depressed that I could no longer persuade myself to give up without doing anything. The other day, as I watched her acting coquettishly around me, blushing, pleasantly grateful, and so on, and the happiness in her eyes as she looked at the banknotes, I thought, if she asks, I'll give her all the money I have.

Looking at her calmness on the stage, at her happy and carefree singing, at her making a ruckus at Third Sister's wedding, no matter how I looked at it, I couldn't tell myself that I had seen enough.

If it is because the identity of "sister" allows us to meet, it is because the identity of "sister" makes us doomed.

Not long ago, when I saw her return home with Mo Yuxu, my heart couldn't help but hurt. My elder brother warned me that there was no way that there would be an outcome for us. Even if everyone objected, I could treat it as nothing, but she still refused me.

Although she didn't say it directly, the words "Second Brother" had already told me that there was an insurmountable gap between her and me, not just two words.

She said, "Second Brother, I really don't like Mo Yuguang. I'm only helping him. I already have Zuo Rulan in my heart."

At that moment, my legs were filled with lead. For the first time, I hated that I couldn't find her earlier. I hated that I wasn't the amorous Fourth Prince Zuo Rulan Fan. What else could I say? I couldn't say anything, so I could only pretend to be very relaxed. I reminded her not to think too much and also to avoid saying that I was tired. If I had a choice, I would rather go back to my previous life and bitterly cultivate for hundreds of years. I would look back a few more times.

I don't know how I got myself into this room. I blew out the candle and my heart went out. But the pain didn't stop. It was like ants slowly eating away at my torn heart. If it didn't hurt, then I would have waited for my bones to be eaten away by this pain as well.

What I don't know is that all of this was a mistake in my previous life! What I don't know is that in my previous life, I have been waiting for a whole life! What I didn't know was that the Red Luan line in her marriage alliance didn't have a part in me from the start.

Buddha said Momo, don't be too emotional.

It was early in the morning, and the rain was drizzling. The air was wet and cool, giving off the feeling that it was early autumn.

The third round of the competition would begin after breakfast. The rules of the competition was that no one was allowed to interfere. The two of them talked to each other separately, making the ten Fire Guards laugh out loud, which also meant they had to settle their worries. The two could not use the same method, and could not say the same thing. The louder one made Huo Wei laugh, the happier they would be. It was limited to one hour.