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The plane landed at Yanjing Airport. Liu Rong had already arranged a convoy to greet him at the airport. After getting off the plane, the group boarded the bus and went directly to the hotel where they were staying.

Zhao Chengwen and others had a house in Yanjing, and Liu Rong also asked the driver to take them home.

Han Yiping and Tan Lun did not choose to follow the young men to stay in a hotel, but went to Su Yuanming's small courtyard. The three of them could discuss how to maintain health after retirement.

"Han Lan, why are you a little absent-minded?"

Back in the hotel room, Xia Ningxuan asked while putting her coat on the hanger.

"Eh? Is that?" Han Lan was stunned for a moment, sat down on the sofa with a smile, and poured himself a glass of water.

Xia Ningxuan also sat down beside him: "Since we talked to Mr. Tan on the plane about your marriage in the past, I always feel that you are absent-minded. Do you have any worries?"

"No, what can I have to worry about?" Han Lan said with a smile.

Xia Ningxuan approached him suspiciously: "Hey, why did you find Mr. Tan to marry him at that time?"

"He came to find me that day, Fei wanted to accept me as his apprentice and take me to become a monk and become a Taoist priest. I was not happy, so he showed me his ability and made a fortune. Then, I casually said that I wanted to calculate my marriage... That's it." Han Lan explained.

"Who were you thinking about at that time?"

"It must be you!"

"real?"

"real!"

Xia Ningxuan kept laughing and stopped asking.

"But Mr. Tan is really accurate." Xia Ningxuan said again.

"It's just a matter of being accurate. Fortune telling and prophecy are just psychological games. He will give you a vague concept and plant a seed in your heart. In the future, no matter what you do, you will lean on it on your own. He said that if we want to get together, we will taste all the bitterness and bitterness. What is the scope of bitterness? He didn't say it."

"To put it bluntly, isn't this nonsense? Which couple finally got together smoothly? Who didn't encounter any difficulties?" Han Lan said disdainfully.

Xia Ningxuan held his arm and leaned on his shoulder, recalling: "But not all couples will encounter life and death disasters. Mr. Tan also said this! I just experienced it for a while and was in Yanjing. That night I was really scared by you... Is it dead that night? We almost lost our lives!"

"That was a coincidence, an accident. Even if you didn't encounter such a thing, if you just go back and encounter something thrilling, it would be considered a life-and-death disaster. For example, a car whizzed past you, which scared you. You might be hit by the car if you take half a step. At this time, as long as you remember what he said in your heart, you will instinctively think that he has hit it. In a metropolis, this kind of thing is not difficult to encounter." Han Lan explained.

Xia Ningxuan pouted: "But... I really feel that Mr. Tan always says it very accurately."

"He was traveling around and cheating before you were born. He was always fooling around. He had a mysterious halo and his words were silent. Of course, you think he was sure."

"Han Lan, I always feel that you are biased against Mr. Tan, especially when he is telling fortunes." Xia Ningxuan turned over and knocked him on the sofa, staring at his eyes.

“Is there any?”

"What does the second half mean?" Xia Ningxuan asked.

"What's the second half of the sentence?"

"Three roads in the canyon, where are you going?"

"Grow mushrooms in the middle."

“…” Xia Ningxuan.

"Oh, didn't An Keke all explain?" Han Lan smiled and picked her up and put her on the sofa, "I'll take a shower and go to bed. I'll visit Grandpa Luo tomorrow."

"Hey! Han Lan, don't change the topic!" Xia Ningxuan stomped her feet angrily and trotted into the bathroom.

“******”

...

A bright light suddenly lit up in the long night.

It turned into a sea of ​​lamps, and it was elusive at first sight.

Occasionally, a few lights sway, like a breeze blowing by.

Suddenly the wind increased suddenly, and with a "puff", millions of lights went out, leaving only three lights seven feet apart and still on.

A glass in front of Han Lan illuminated his face.

There were two other burning lonely.

Behind the fire, there seemed to be a blurry figure sitting and looking at each other.

"Damn..." Han Lan cursed lightly, looking left and right at the two lamps and the phantom behind the lamp.

He was not curious about who was sitting behind the light.

In fact, he knew some things in his mind, but he just didn't know how to face them.

From the time he woke up in this world, his memory became a little confused, and even indirectly hallucinated, and he could see people who did not exist in reality.

He called it the "devil", that is, the self in his previous life, the self who always appeared in the image of a veteran.

But gradually, he found that he could see not only this person, but also one person deep in his heart.

That person was hiding very deeply, unlike a veteran who would come out to stimulate him at any time.

Han Lan knew who he was, and he was the original owner of this body. The veteran was just an outsider.

But Han Lan himself was always able to communicate with them like a third person.

This is a very strange phenomenon. Both of them have traces and are traceable.

What about Han Lan?

Or, who is the one who controls this body now? Where does it come from? Why does it appear here?

Looking at the lights, all three people in the dark fell into silence.

The three lamps began to sway.

Han Lan's mood gradually became chaotic.

...

"Han Lan? Han Lan?" Xia Ningxuan called softly.

Han Lan slowly opened her eyes, looked at the ceiling under the night light at the bedside, and turned her head to look at Xia Ningxuan who was sitting next to her nervously.

"Are you having a nightmare?" Xia Ningxuan used a square scarf to wipe his sweat, saying, "What did you hear you just shouting: Who are you? Who am I? Have you had a nightmare?"

"No...it's okay."

Han Lan also recovered from her. She took the small square scarf from her, sat up from the bed, and wiped her sweat.

"What did you dream about?" Xia Ningxuan asked curiously.

"I can't remember..." Han Lan said vaguely, wondering if she was hit.

Been hit by Mr. Tan’s trick?

I remember hearing Liu Rong's talk before that in order to understand the knot of An Keke's mother Ye Yanqing, Tan Lun used this kind of psychological hint, which made Ye Yanqing have a nightmare that night.

The so-called thinking about something on the day and thinking about something on the night is like this.

During the day, Tan Lun deliberately raised that topic, touching the most sensitive part of his heart, and constantly guiding his thoughts in that direction through his words.

At night, I dreamed.

Otherwise, he would not have had such a dream inexplicably before.

Han Lan's expression gradually became solemn:

Mr. Tan, have you discovered something?
Chapter completed!