Chapter 542: Blessing (1)

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We were standing when we first entered, and soon someone gave up our seats to my mother, and at the next stop, my father and I also sat down. I subconsciously glanced at where my mother was standing. I found him standing there, where my mother and I were standing, the girl of my dreams I hadn't seen in five years.

This time, instead of wearing a purple shirt, he wore a black stylish casual outfit. As always, the eyebrows are clear. The black jacket has the texture of snakeskin, shimmering with patent leather, and the black and white eyes are shining. I looked at the people around me, why didn't I react? Such a beautiful man should be even more crazy than Pan An's appearance!

I thought, if I'm ten years younger, I don't care if he's real or not, I'll go over and hand me a business card. Naturally, my gaze did not leave his fair face for a moment, and when I saw him looking at me, his eyes flickered a few times, and then he began to turn red, as if he was about to burst into tears.

He stared at me with such sadness, resentment, that even as some people gathered around him near the subway station, his gaze swept over people's heads and stared at me.

That's when I realized that people couldn't see him, and I might be going to suffer again.

"Okay, I see, I'll go home at once. ”

He didn't leave the station, and I watched as the doors of the subway train slowly closed to block his view.

At night, I shed a lot of tears. With my tears, it began to rain. I thought, it's okay, wash the bamboo in Zizhuyuan, and when Yu goes, he will feel very fresh and beautiful, maybe he will fall in love with Beijing because of this.

Before I knew it, I was in tears for half an hour. It's too much, it's too cold and the photos aren't beautiful, and I want to see him laugh happily.

Unfortunately, the next morning it was the first snow in more than 20 years, which was really too much.

I'm still not sure if that's his real name, and I know my suspicions hurt him, but I have to be suspicious. I don't think he really reads my blog and novels, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me out to meet and wouldn't mind me taking pictures. I don't think I have the right to use his photo.

I don't think I met a real person who came down from the internet, it was just a dream.

People can't see him, the lover of my dreams, my childhood sweetheart eight hundred years ago. His soul will protect me until my soul returns to Ijin Holo and wears the crown of glory again before my ancestors.

He's really handsome, but every time I see him, there's a thrilling disaster. Now, I no longer have the courage to endure disaster against his will.

I found that my feet hurt when I walked, blood blisters when I wore high heels, and the thick layer of cocoons on my forefeet that I had since childhood has also fallen off in the past ten years, and I can feel my heart shake when I run and jump.

The worst thing is that as soon as I eat more, I will first grow a lower abdomen, not abdominal muscles but fat. All the signs show that I don't have the energy to take a psychic storm at all now.