Chapter 1200: Chapter 1168: Dream Realm
"This is..."
In front of the villa’s courtyard, Zhang Xinying was holding a tablet, looking at the screen showing Lin Yi’s records in the Endless Tower, her beautiful eyes filled with incredulity.
"This is what I saw on the 70th floor of my Endless Tower."
Lin Yi explained from the side:
"If it weren’t for certain reasons, I would really think this was you."
"Do you think it looks like you?"
At this time, everyone noticed the change in Zhang Xinying’s facial expression and curiously gathered around.
Ouyang Hao:
"Let me see what it is."
Shangguan Yue passed by carrying a plate of food, glanced at the tablet in Zhang Xinying’s hand, and kept her usual expression:
"Isn’t that little Ying Jie?"
At the same time, Shangguan Yue also noticed the peculiar nature of this ’photo’, and couldn’t help but look at Lin Yi:
"Did Feng Lao Da make this? It’s quite special."
After Guo Shaojie and others had seen it, each person showed a strange expression on their faces.
Wang Sijie curiously said:
"Isn’t this Feng Sao?"
Speaking of which, Wang Sijie had been with Zhang Xinying for more than a year now.
He thought he surely couldn’t be mistaken.
Therefore, when he saw the appearance of the woman on the altar, it was hard to believe it wasn’t Zhang Xinying herself.
Whether in appearance or charisma, it was almost indistinguishable from Zhang Xinying.
Guo Shaojie and others also couldn’t find any difference between this and Zhang Xinying.
This was completely within Lin Yi’s expectations.
Let alone them.
Even Lin Yi, who had experienced ’two lives’ with Zhang Xinying, almost mistook it.
Just then, Zhang Xinying suddenly closed the video and turned to Lin Yi:
"Come with me for a moment."
With that, Zhang Xinying headed towards the villa.
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment but quickly followed.
Zhang Xinying went to Wang Zixin’s room, sat on the bed with a frown, looking burdened.
Lin Yi, seeing Zhang Xinying’s state from the door, couldn’t help but feel a sinking feeling:
"What’s wrong?"
Lin Yi walked into the room and casually shut the door.
With only the two of them in the room, Zhang Xinying suddenly raised her head to look at Lin Yi and said something that made him shiver:
"Do you believe in past lives and reincarnation?"
At the moment Lin Yi heard this from Zhang Xinying, he thought: ’Could it be that she discovered I was reborn?’
But looking at Zhang Xinying’s expression, it didn’t seem like it.
Lin Yi tried to suppress the shock in his heart, maintaining his calm as much as he could:
"Why ask such a sudden question?"
Zhang Xinying looked at Lin Yi very seriously and asked again:
"Don’t you believe?"
Seeing Zhang Xinying’s expression, Lin Yi was immediately stunned.
Because this was the first time Lin Yi had seen such a serious look on Zhang Xinying.
But how should he answer this question?
Probably no one has more authority to speak on this subject than Lin Yi, right?
Even the rebirth that’s happened, the reincarnation of Dongfang Jing as the god Kalsa...
Compared to these.
Someone possessing past lives and reincarnations, such an esoteric problem isn’t that rare.
Lin Yi looked complexly at the beautiful face that haunted him, answering:
"Of course, I believe."
Then Lin Yi continued with some emotion:
"If there were no past lives and reincarnations."
"I believe someone as beautiful as you, how could you ever fancy someone as poor as me?"
At this moment, although Lin Yi’s words were directed at Zhang Xinying,
but he was suddenly struck by a thought.
Indeed!
When playing this game, Lin Yi was merely an incompetent, ordinary person.
But at that time, Zhang Xinying was already a prominent lady with seemingly good family background.
Someone with family background, appearance, and talent, how could she possibly notice the then penniless me?
However, Lin Yi’s thoughts were quickly interrupted by Zhang Xinying’s bashful exclamation:
"Who ever told you that?"
She couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Lin Yi again, saying:
"I didn’t fancy you because of that..."
But noticing Lin Yi’s suggestive look, her face turned red:
"You’re annoying."
"I’m talking about important matters."
Seeing Zhang Xinying’s shy appearance, Lin Yi couldn’t help but be amused by her cute demeanor and said:
"Alright, alright, let’s discuss business."
Saying this, Lin Yi sat down beside Zhang Xinying, intentionally staying close to her, close enough to smell her unique fragrance.
And due to it being summer, both were wearing light short sleeves.
During this process, occasional ’skin contact’ was inevitable.
Lin Yi acted nonchalantly and said:
"Go on, why ask this all of a sudden?"
Zhang Xinying turned and looked at Lin Yi’s feigned ignorance, rolling her eyes once more.
However, she didn’t expose Lin Yi’s little thoughts and tacitly agreed to their intimate contact.
It’s kind of funny when you think about it.
Although they were already a publicly recognized couple, up to now Lin Yi had only held Zhang Xinying’s hand.
This probably wouldn’t be believed if told.
But Lin Yi didn’t have a single complaint because he respected Zhang Xinying’s wishes.
If there was ever a day they progressed further, it would certainly be when things naturally progressed, not out of his impulsiveness.
Just as Zhang Xinying was about to speak, Lin Yi suddenly grasped Zhang Xinying’s soft white hand in his palm, letting silence speak volumes.
Zhang Xinying initially struggled a bit, but soon gave up.
Then, after taking a deep breath, Zhang Xinying said to Lin Yi:
"Let me clarify first, it’s just a dream, you mustn’t get angry after I tell you."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi replied without hesitation:
"I absolutely won’t get angry."
Zhang Xinying seriously looked into Lin Yi’s eyes, ensuring he wasn’t just brushing her off, then she said:
"Originally, I wasn’t going to tell anyone about this."
"But after seeing the ’photo’ you just showed me, I suddenly felt it necessary to tell you."
When Lin Yi heard this, a trace of surprise flashed across his face:
"How come?"
"Could it be that your dream is related to the woman on the altar?"
The answer stunned Lin Yi as Zhang Xinying didn’t deny it:
"Though I’m not very certain."
"But I believe there must be some connection between them."
At this, Lin Yi’s expression turned serious as well:
"What kind of dream? Tell me about it first."
Zhang Xinying nodded and slowly began to speak:
"Since I was very young, I’ve often had the same dream..."
...
...
In an ancient, tastefully decorated room adorned with lanterns.
On the bed sat a woman dressed in a phoenix coronet and ceremonial robes, her slender white hands nervously clutching the red dress.
Suddenly, a large and powerful hand appeared, holding that small hand in its palm, then a gentle voice asked beside her ear:
"Are you nervous?"
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