That time Qingyuan imprisoned me.
An Ning had a dream in which a young man guided her to rescue me.
That young man was most likely Li Fuguang.
Because of that one dream, An Ning had come alone to rescue me despite knowing the danger, hidden in a crate, and then been locked in that warehouse for three days.
When we finally escaped and our enemies caught up, she still hadn't abandoned me and run off alone.
I had always remembered that.
I was an ordinary man. How could I not be moved?
The Patriarch had been right: the three great human emotions were nothing more than familial love, romantic love, and friendship. When one suffered a setback, people poured their feelings into the other two.
But apart from friendship, I seemed to bring doom to everything. All I could do was bottle it up.
Today, I had learned that I was Gongsun Jing's reincarnation, and An Ning was the Ghost King's reincarnation.
Thinking it over carefully, my feelings for An Ning were exactly the same as Gongsun Jing's feelings for the Ghost King.
My meeting An Ning might well have been a continuation of the destiny between Gongsun Jing and the Ghost King.
I no longer knew how to face An Ning.
Song Xiaotian sighed and said, "Life isn't an idol drama. Why demand so much perfection? Life is imperfect to begin with. I used to think I could never be with Pan Xiaorou, but aren't we doing just fine now?"
"You think you have all these shameful flaws and don't deserve An Ning, but An Ning has been in prison several times and even served a sentence. She's crude and uneducated too, but have you ever looked down on her for any of that? How do you know