"Sister Han~!, can you listen to a story if I tell you?" Yang Ling turned his head sideways. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The golden sunlight fell on her snow-white and flawless face, shining with a transparent light, and the beauty was breathtaking

Han Xue was slightly stunned for a moment, then pulled Yang Ling into her arms, gently stroked his face and said with a smile: "Sister is timid, don't tell horror stories!"

Is it terrifying? Yang Ling closed his eyes slightly, holding a soft jade hand that was caressing his cheek, a trace of throbbing, and countless guilt welled up in his heart.

"A few days ago, I had a dream that I was still working at the Bureau of Geology and Mining......"

The story is very long, Yang Ling talked about it intermittently for more than an hour, and when he finally talked about the ending of being in prison, his mother died, his wife was terminally ill, and his son was separated.

A few tears fell on his face.

Yang Ling opened his eyes in a panic and saw that Han Xue was about to cry.

"I'm sorry, Sister Han, I shouldn't have told you this!" Yang Ling quickly sat up and hugged Han Xue in his arms.

"No, no~!" Han Xue shook her head again and again, hugging his waist tightly, "It's my sister who is useless and has made you suffer so much." ”

Yang Ling helped her wipe her tears and said: "Sister Han, this is just a dream, don't you see that we are very good now? Everyone lives happily together, Xiaojing's heart attack has also been cured by me, and you have become so young and beautiful, the reason why I tell you is to let you know that no matter what happens in the future, I will protect you well and will not let you suffer any harm!"

"Xiao Ling, I know that my sister has been very, very happy and satisfied since she followed you, and at the same time, my sister also hopes that you can be happy every day, just like when we were first together......

"Woo ......"

There was a soft sobbing behind him, and when Yang Ling turned around, he saw Xue Yurong crying pear blossoms with rain, and her eyes were red and constantly wiping her tears.

"Brother-in-law, you are a big villain who has been abandoned from the beginning, Aunt Han Xue is so good to you, you actually married another woman in order to become an official, and you didn't dream of being with my sister, I despise you!"

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, and Han Xue also burst into laughter, sat up from Yang Ling's arms with a red face and quickly wiped away her tears.

The surroundings were very quiet, Yang Ling looked around, only to find that Xue Yuqin, Han Xinglin and Sun Xiaojing were sitting quietly nearby at any time, some had strange faces, some wanted to cry, and some had hesitant faces, as if they wanted to say nothing about Yang Ling's dream.

Yang Ling was embarrassed and said with a dry smile: "This...... It was just a dream I had, and because it was so real, I couldn't hold back, especially ...... Especially Xiaojing, I ...... I really can't save you in my dreams!"

Yang Ling was a little depressed after speaking, this dream that was too real had actually been recorded in his memory very truly, and there was some conflict with real life, completely mixed together, he was almost a little unable to distinguish between the memory of reality and the memory of dreams.

If it was not a dream, but his real past, then how could the senior class leader and Sister Han in front of him be so real? If it was not true, why was he always confused by this dream.

Moreover, he recalled the process of meeting Sun Xiaojing, the dark corridor, the room that was like the eighties in the world, it was the first time he saw it, how could there be a sense of déjà vu?

Could it be that this is the chaotic feeling of time brought about by the rules of reincarnation?

"A dream is a dream, what else do you have to explain?" Sun Xiaojing's beautiful big eyes glanced at him lightly, and then let out a faint breath, as if he had put down a very heavy burden, "Ling, don't you think that now is the last sentence in your dream that has become a reality?"

Yang Ling pondered slightly, and suddenly his face changed and he suddenly stood up.

Sun Xiaojing's words were like a thunderbolt, which completely connected him between dreams and reality.

Yes, the result in front of me now is as if I was reincarnated in another time and space, my life came back, and then I saved the senior squad leader and protected Sister Han, although there is no other woman who has never appeared as a wife, and there is no son named Yang Hao, but most of them are similar to what I expected before I died.

Could it be that what I'm experiencing now is a life after reincarnation?

So who am I?

Did you really commit suicide?

Who am I? Am I still not that Yang Ling?

……

In an instant, countless doubts surged like a flat tide, and countless intricate and unbelievable questions kept jumping out of the depths of my mind, and these strange questions were like fountains, as if they were originally stored in the depths of my own blood, cells, and genes, and the irrepressible madness was presented in my mind.

"Boom~"

There was a thunderclap in the sea of gods, and with the slight shock of the huge wheel at the bottom of the Soul Suppression Tower, this complicated and endless doubts suddenly dissipated, and Yang Ling felt that his mind was suddenly empty, and he suddenly woke up.

"What happened to me just now?" Yang Ling stood in the wind in a daze.

But at this time, several women around him were a little discolored, and the moment Yang Ling stood up just now, the heavens and the earth shook violently, and the sky fell into a brief pitch black like splashing ink, and the surrounding yin wind roared as if they were in hell.

This strange situation came and went quickly, and it returned to normal almost in the blink of an eye, and Yang Ling also fell into a demonic thought, sitting cross-legged on the river beach, his whole body was exhausted, and all his thoughts were immersed in the sea of gods, bathed in wind and rain, and the light and dust, like a wooden stake, he sat for more than ten days without eating or drinking before waking up.

After waking up, Yang Ling opened his eyes and looked up at the night sky full of stars, his eyes were burning, and the black and white rays of light kept spinning and jumping in the depths of his eyes.

He had a vague feeling that he had grasped something, and several times the thought of the frightening glance passing through his mind slowly became clear.

Why did you encounter a race like goblins, which is only found in novels?

Why did you meet such a legendary figure as Zeus?

Why is there still a character like Hades, the king of Hades, who is simply not possible?

None of this should theoretically happen.

But every time the illusion that is short-lived and disappears in my mind is a trace of doubt about these things that appear inexplicably.

Is it possible that I am still living in another cycle now?

Could it be that all this happening around me is a scene in another time and space?

Or ...... Is it all an illusion?

If there is illusion, then there must be reality!

If all this is fake, then there must be a truth hidden behind it!

If this is a huge super-illusion that the miner system has deliberately created for itself, then ...... When did it start?