Adrian Bai raised his eyebrows slightly: "About your childhood dreams?"
Song Weiyin was surprised: "How do you know?"
His mind was filled with thoughts, and he murmured, "In my dream, I was not born in Shangqingchuan. My parents were two ordinary merchants in Xiaqingchuan. They took me everywhere during the war and unfortunately died in the riots... After that, I was exiled in Xiaqingchuan for more than two years. When I was on the verge of death, I broke through and was teleported to Shangqingchuan, and then..."
The memory of the dream was incomplete, and he could only remember a few fragments of the subsequent experience after waking up. He could only vaguely remember that he seemed to have met someone.
Song Weiyin held her head and said, "During the time you were in a coma, I followed the memories in my dreams to find my own and their tombstones. The things in the dream really happened in my past."
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