Fall In Love With A Substitute - Chapter 140

feel sleepy.

His body was so soft that even the habitually cold Sea of ​​Consciousness was fogged up and steamed continuously.

Yu Yi clung to Song Pianju’s shoulders, her eyes filled with tears of joy, and she sobbed like a kitten, unable to tell whether it was pleading or acting like a baby.

After tears, she could not see Song Pianzhen clearly, but the sea of ​​consciousness became more and more confused, like the white mist in the center of the sea of ​​consciousness, standing on a piece of ice that was scorched by the fire, embarrassed and dripping.

Tick–

The melting ice and fire intertwined and fell, smashing into the sea of ​​knowledge, startled a mist, like smoke.

Yu Yi had a dream under Song Pianju.

She dreamed of a woman who was called “elder sister” by Song Pian before, but this time, she dreamed of three Song Pianzhen and three women.

The faces of these “Song Pianzhen” are all different, but Yu Yi knows that they are all Song Pianzhen.

And those women… those women…

In the dream, Yu Yi had a hint of surprise, but could not express her doubts for a while.

She carefully observed the different Song Pianzhen and their relationship.

She saw people coming and going in the chaotic studio, Song Pianzhen stood quietly as a bystander, watching the woman leaning on the sapphire blue suede sofa and wearing a plain white red plum cheongsam.

The woman shook the sandalwood fan in her hand. There were thousands of styles, and Song Pianju had an appreciation in her eyes.

She also saw that Song Pianzhen would buy butterfly cakes for women in cheongsams, and after watching women’s red lips stained with crumbs, she always handed paper towels just right. Yu Yi didn’t miss it either, and Song Pian’s eyes were clearly tender at this time.

Finally, it was a snowy night with neon flashes. The butterfly gently kissed the center of the woman’s eyebrows, and then they and Baixue melted with the world.

In the clean dream like white paper, another antique scene floated again.

This world is like a mortal empire in the world of cultivating immortals, but it is not very similar. In this world, Song Pianzhen sometimes dresses up in men’s clothing and occasionally returns to women’s clothing, but no matter what she wears, there is a woman beside her who can be called stunning and powerful.

Yu Yi saw that in the gorgeous palace where the candle shadow was swaying, the incomparable cold and charming woman who had always had a straight back, knelt down on one knee in front of Song Pianju, and kissed Song Pianju’s hand, focused and pious.

She was willing to surrender, let her drive, clear all obstacles for Song Pianzhen, kill all the demons and sprites, and send Song Pianzhen to the supreme female emperor.

They stayed with each other until Song Pianzhen left that world.

The world collapsed again.

Immediately afterwards, Yu Yi saw the third-the first woman she saw in her dream was the third.

Song Pianzhen also left her.

“Yu Yi.” There was a gentle call from her body, “Are you tired? My eyes closed.”

“If you are tired, today–”

“No.” Before Yu Yi opened his eyes, he whispered and threw himself into Song Pianju’s arms, greeted him, and kissed Song Pianju’s face indiscriminately, until some coolness turned into a pool of water between the warm cheeks.

Yu Yi found out that she was crying.

She was a little surprised, Meng opened her eyes, and the big eyeballs in her eyes immediately slid down her cheeks.

Now Song Pianzhen also noticed.

Song Pianzhen paused for a while, and hurriedly wiped it with his fingertips, looking very distressed.

“Why cry so hard?”

Yu Yi shook her head blankly, and buried her head in Song Pian’s neck as if to escape.

Very strange.

She couldn’t accept that Song Pianzhen belonged to someone else. When she had dreamed that Song Pianzhen was getting along with a third woman, she had recognized her hopeless desire for monopoly.

But tonight, Yu Yi hugged Song Pianzhen tightly, why is the emotion that overflows from the bottom of my heart… the most is sad.

Who are those people.

Yu Yi gently sniffed Song Pianju’s reassuring breath, and buried the tip of her nose in her neck. They were strange, but they were… very familiar.

Song Pianji’s soothing pat came from her back, and Yu Yi gradually got away from the endless faint sadness, ordering herself to calm down and think more.

——Yu Yi recalled that in the three worlds, Song Pianzhen had made butterfly cakes for the other party. Although the specific methods of the second world were not very similar, in the more similar worlds of the first and third worlds, Song Pianzhen gave them to Their butterfly cakes can be said to be exactly the same.

Song Pianzhen seemed to be very familiar with the three of them… Yu Yi suddenly had extremely bold guesses.

If Song Pianzhen was a touch of soul that fell on the puppet, did she go through more than one world before she came?

After walking through so many worlds, hasn’t she…never lost her memory.

And the three women who love to eat butterfly cakes and have similar temperaments are the same soul? Yu Yi took a breath, then Song Pianzhen came to her side at this moment, does it mean–

“If you are tired, just come here. Today’s spirit fluid is enough.” Song Pian stomped her vocal cords with cherishment, not hurriedly.

Yu Yi was reminiscent.

This time the pure spirit jade syrup came from Song Pianjue and fed her directly to the mid-to-late stage of the golden core. Some unbearable spiritual fluids inhabited her texture. If you meditate and digest, you must be able to go directly to the peak of golden core. It’s just one step away from Yuanying.

And Yu Yi used to be just a golden pill, if he breaks through the Nascent Soul, he will overcome the catastrophe. When the sky thunder drew, the robbery cloud was overwhelming, and the momentum was huge, it would not be so easy to cover.

Naturally, it’s not impossible to pass the blunder, but… Yu Yi moved her body lightly, swiping Song Pianju’s delicate jade clavicle with her fingertips, and gently pressed against the small depression that contained her clavicle.

Song Pianqi grabbed her hand, stretched her brows and smiled, with laziness at the end of her eyes:

“Energetic again?”

Yu Yi settled down, accusing half-truths:

“Sister tempted me day by day.”

“In that case, has Yu Yi decided to tell me everything tonight.”

all.

Yu Yi got up from Song Pianju, draped her loose long hair behind her, she put on her snow-white blouse loosely, and swept it around:

“It’s not impossible.”

Yu Yi looked at Song Pianju and smiled:

“Just, will my sister sue me about her affairs?”

The room suddenly became quiet.

“My business?” Song Pianzhen seemed puzzled, “I have been awakened, and I am your puppet.”

“My mother said before her death that the substitute puppet can’live’ because when the puppet is awakened, there is soul inside.”

Yu Yi stared at Song Pianzhen, almost pausing every word:

“Whether it is a broken soul or a complete soul, there is always something. And the complete soul knows where it comes from and where it goes.”

“Sister, do you remember what happened before you came to me?”

Do you remember the self before becoming my possession?

The people you meet in those worlds are really–

me?