Chapter 1052 Deja Vu

Mu Jin frowned slightly, then nodded heavily: "Because when you said this, I really felt that I had experienced this before, but I didn't know when."

Mu Jin spoke with great certainty and his tone was unquestionable.

Many people have had this feeling. Sometimes when you encounter people and things in real life, you have experienced them before, but you can't remember when you experienced them or when they happened.

Because everything that happens is in a dream. Some dreams you remember, but there are many dreams that disappear from your mind the moment you wake up.

When you experience what happened in your dream again, you will suddenly remember it.

However, the so-called dream is not a dream, but an experience that you have actually experienced.

No one can explain this phenomenon.

"It's not important anymore. Anyway, the dream lasted until the moment we separated. Maybe there was, maybe I just didn't do it, or maybe I forgot." Even though Irene told everything in the dream Mu Jin, but still didn't tell Mu Jin that she didn't belong here.

She comes from modern times.

So she deliberately omitted some content in the dream.

Including the final separation, she only told Mu Jin that she was the one who really solved the curse, but she did not tell Mu Jin why.

If Mu Jin felt familiar with the experiences in these dreams, then he should also understand that she did not belong here.

She is from the future.

And he will also understand why she didn't tell Mu about her true identity.

Because she was really scared, whether it was returning to the hidden family or telling Mu Jin that she came from modern times.

She was afraid of facing what happened in her dream again.

She didn't want to be separated from Mu Jin, and she didn't want to.

Even if everything is over now, Yaoyao and Youruo are dead.

The only person left with the curse is Cang Chu.

As for the Dragon and Tiger Spirit Pearl that could allow her to return to her hidden family, she had long since discarded it.

Mu Jin also held Irene's hand tightly. He finally understood why when he first met Irene, she always gave him a sense of familiarity, as if she had known her for a long time.

"Yes, it's not important anymore." Mu Jin's elegant, foggy eyes slowly moved to Irene's swollen belly: "Then let's name our daughter Su'er, right?"

Mu Su'er, such a lively and playful name, she only chose this name at the time to miss Mu Jin.

Compared with the names Mu Jin gave his two sons: Mu Chenyi and Mu Chenyu, they lacked a bit of profound meaning and good hope for their future.

But the name Su'er represents a story.

Just like her name, Wei Yuanwei, the two words "Liangwei" express her mother's lifelong feelings for her father.

"Okay, let's call her Su'er." Irene looked at Mu Jin with a smile. The name Su'er also reflected the relationship between him and Mu Jin.

"Do you still remember what Su'er looks like?" Mu Jin murmured.

Irene nodded first, and then shook her head: "If I see Su Er again, I will recognize her at first sight, but now I can't recall Su Er's appearance. "

"Maybe, our child will look exactly like Su'er." Mu Jin gently stroked Irene's belly, then squatted down and gently placed his ear on Irene's belly again.

The landscape hut in the moonlight lampshade was reflected just behind Irene and Mu Jin.

Beautiful mountain scenery, cascading waterfalls, small wooden houses with smoke coming from the kitchen, children playing at the door, and Mu Jin, who was squatting half-crouched with his ear against Irene's belly, listening carefully to the fetal movement.

At that moment, the figures merged into one, intertwining into a happy, beautiful but simple picture.

The feeling at that moment was that the years were quiet and peaceful.

Mu Jin and Irene had always fantasized about leaving the palace with their children, finding a quiet and peaceful place to live in seclusion, and living a square and ordinary life.

The picture at this moment is the happy life they have been pursuing.

However, just for a moment, the patch in the moon shadow lampshade was driven by the flow of air, and the small wooden house and the beautiful mountain scenery behind Irene and Mu Jin disappeared.

But their eyes reflected a beautiful light of happiness that they had never seen before.

With the arrival of early winter, the morning was still shrouded in a layer of night. Cang Chu led a horse and walked slowly on the way out of the palace along the dew-covered bluestone path.

The slender and straight figure cast a long shadow under the sparse moonlight in the sky.

Cang Chu took out the bronze mirror in his arms and looked at the face reflected in the mirror. A faint smile appeared on Ruo Sanyue Taohua's lips. Then Cang Chu turned around and looked at the palace behind him, which was still majestic in the night. .

Pursing his lips, the person reflected in the bronze mirror also pursed his lips, as if smiling at Cang Chu.

Cang Chu put the bronze mirror away again, then led the horse and continued on the road.

The cold moonlight stretched the figures of Cang Chu and Ma...

The sound of horse hooves trampling on the bluestone floor is particularly crisp and pleasant on the quiet Changning Street, and every step is full of rhythm.

There are some homeless beggars living in the alleys at the intersection. At this moment, they are still silent in their dreams. Although they are cushioned with golden straw and covered with dilapidated cotton wool, it does not affect their sweet dreams.

Cang Chu led the horse past them, and his figure, elongated by the moonlight, happened to fall on a thin beggar in the corner, covered with shabby cotton wool.

The moonlight was blocked for a moment, and at this moment, a pair of smart and shiny black eyes slowly opened, raising a delicate and small face covered with dirt, and the cold air of early winter hit her face, making her He frowned unconsciously.

"Hello..." A lazy voice sounded on the quiet Changning Street.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves also stopped suddenly.

Cangchu turned around and looked at the person huddled in the corner, covered with cotton wool and only one face exposed. Under the moonlight, he couldn't see clearly the face of the person who stopped him, but her pair of eyes were as smooth as jade. The dark eyes are particularly attractive.

"What's the matter?" Cang Chu's clear voice carried a bit of warmth in the early winter morning.

"You blocked me from enjoying the moon, and you have to pay for it." Her voice was as playful and lively as her eyes. Mixed with the sound of someone who had just woken up, it was as soft and waxy as a child. It was very pleasant to hear and very touching. is harmless.

Cang Chu raised his eyes and looked at the moon in the sky. The sky was slowly getting brighter. The moonlight was already very pale. After a while, the moonlight would be replaced by the warm sunshine.

Cang Chu's lips, which looked like peach blossoms in March, were slightly raised, very bright under the intertwining of night and day: "What did you say?"