Chapter 636: Dreaming of You Wearing Ancient Costume
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Day after day, Ling Ran became more and more lethargic, lacking energy to do anything.
Huang Jingxuan gradually became acquainted with her and occasionally asked her out.
"Ling Ran, I had a dream about you last night."
Ling Ran, not very interested, but still remembered to be polite: "What dream?"
Huang Jingxuan remembered and said, "I usually have good sleep quality and don't dream."
Last night I even dreamed of you wearing ancient costumes, looking beautiful!"
The admiration in his eyes made Ling Yan instantly alert: "Ancient costumes? What else did you dream about?"
Huang Jingxuan saw her interest and smiled gently: "Do you like wearing ancient costumes? I also dreamed that a snake seemed to be about to bite you, but I blocked it with my hand."
Huang Jingxuan tried to recall that dream: "It seems like I was also dressed in ancient costume, and someone called me Uncle Emperor."
Indeed, dreams are bizarre and fantastical. At my age, being called an emperor or prince is still acceptable, but being called Uncle Emperor, am I that old?"
Huang Jingxuan shook his head with a smile, but noticed that Ling Yan's expression was a bit off. He suppressed his smile and asked, "Ling Yan, what's wrong?"
Tears welled up in Ling Yan's eyes, afraid of being seen, he quickly lowered his gaze and forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'm just particularly interested in your dreams."
Huang Jingxuan smiled and said, "Just a dream."
Ling Ran whispered, "I also had a similar dream, where a snake was about to bite me, but I was saved by..."
"Someone who looks a lot like you,"
Huang Jingxuan was amazed and joked, "So we really have fate, could it be a dream from ancient times?"
Ling Ran nodded earnestly.
Huang Jingxuan's smile froze on his face, and he slowly regained his composure, "Also from ancient times?" He pondered, "Is it possible to have such a coincidence in dreams?"
Did you say before that I look a lot like your friend in your dream?
Ling Ran lowered her gaze and nodded sadly, "Do you... remember anything else from the dream?"
Huang Jingxuan pondered and said, "After all, it was just a dream, not so clear, I can't remember."
"Oh." There was a hint of disappointment in Ling Ran's tone.
Looking at Ling Ran, who seemed so dejected, Huang Jingxuan suddenly felt a pang of heartache. "Ling Ran, do you remember anything else from the dream?"
"Remember one thing," Ling Ran's voice was faint, carrying a hint of melancholy, "The friend in my dream... is also named Jing Xuan."
Huang Jing Xuan was astonished, recalling their first encounter, suddenly understanding, "So, that's why you acted that way when you saw me in the hospital?"
"Almost."
Huang Jingxuan pondered for a moment and asked, "You often dream of him?"
Ling Ran sighed and replied, "It used to be. Not only him, but also other people."
Huang Jingxuan frowned and said, "Thoughts in the day, dreams at night. However, it is indeed strange that you can remember the faces of strangers in your dreams clearly..."
*
"Ling Ran, let me tell you some good news."
As soon as Ling Ran arrived at the company, Lin Yuwei approached her excitedly.
"What news?" What good news could there be for her now?
Lín Yǔwēi excitely said, "Didn't you tell me when you were in the hospital that you were watching 'The Real and Fake Prince of Nanyue'? And now they are going to make a TV drama of it."
"Ah?" Líng Rǎn's spirit was indeed lifted, muttering, "They are going to...make a...TV drama..."
"Yes, how about it? Happy?"
"No, no one can play and interpret the characters in the book, they will only ruin the original work," Ling Ran lowered her gaze.
Lin Yuwei laughed and patted her shoulder. "You're clearly a typical fan of the original work. Every time a popular book is made into a TV series..."
Huang Jingxuan gradually became acquainted with her and occasionally asked her out.
"Ling Ran, I had a dream about you last night."
Ling Ran, not very interested, but still remembered to be polite: "What dream?"
Huang Jingxuan remembered and said, "I usually have good sleep quality and don't dream."
Last night I even dreamed of you wearing ancient costumes, looking beautiful!"
The admiration in his eyes made Ling Yan instantly alert: "Ancient costumes? What else did you dream about?"
Huang Jingxuan saw her interest and smiled gently: "Do you like wearing ancient costumes? I also dreamed that a snake seemed to be about to bite you, but I blocked it with my hand."
Huang Jingxuan tried to recall that dream: "It seems like I was also dressed in ancient costume, and someone called me Uncle Emperor."
Indeed, dreams are bizarre and fantastical. At my age, being called an emperor or prince is still acceptable, but being called Uncle Emperor, am I that old?"
Huang Jingxuan shook his head with a smile, but noticed that Ling Yan's expression was a bit off. He suppressed his smile and asked, "Ling Yan, what's wrong?"
Tears welled up in Ling Yan's eyes, afraid of being seen, he quickly lowered his gaze and forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'm just particularly interested in your dreams."
Huang Jingxuan smiled and said, "Just a dream."
Ling Ran whispered, "I also had a similar dream, where a snake was about to bite me, but I was saved by..."
"Someone who looks a lot like you,"
Huang Jingxuan was amazed and joked, "So we really have fate, could it be a dream from ancient times?"
Ling Ran nodded earnestly.
Huang Jingxuan's smile froze on his face, and he slowly regained his composure, "Also from ancient times?" He pondered, "Is it possible to have such a coincidence in dreams?"
Did you say before that I look a lot like your friend in your dream?
Ling Ran lowered her gaze and nodded sadly, "Do you... remember anything else from the dream?"
Huang Jingxuan pondered and said, "After all, it was just a dream, not so clear, I can't remember."
"Oh." There was a hint of disappointment in Ling Ran's tone.
Looking at Ling Ran, who seemed so dejected, Huang Jingxuan suddenly felt a pang of heartache. "Ling Ran, do you remember anything else from the dream?"
"Remember one thing," Ling Ran's voice was faint, carrying a hint of melancholy, "The friend in my dream... is also named Jing Xuan."
Huang Jing Xuan was astonished, recalling their first encounter, suddenly understanding, "So, that's why you acted that way when you saw me in the hospital?"
"Almost."
Huang Jingxuan pondered for a moment and asked, "You often dream of him?"
Ling Ran sighed and replied, "It used to be. Not only him, but also other people."
Huang Jingxuan frowned and said, "Thoughts in the day, dreams at night. However, it is indeed strange that you can remember the faces of strangers in your dreams clearly..."
*
"Ling Ran, let me tell you some good news."
As soon as Ling Ran arrived at the company, Lin Yuwei approached her excitedly.
"What news?" What good news could there be for her now?
Lín Yǔwēi excitely said, "Didn't you tell me when you were in the hospital that you were watching 'The Real and Fake Prince of Nanyue'? And now they are going to make a TV drama of it."
"Ah?" Líng Rǎn's spirit was indeed lifted, muttering, "They are going to...make a...TV drama..."
"Yes, how about it? Happy?"
"No, no one can play and interpret the characters in the book, they will only ruin the original work," Ling Ran lowered her gaze.
Lin Yuwei laughed and patted her shoulder. "You're clearly a typical fan of the original work. Every time a popular book is made into a TV series..."