Da Han Yan Hua II Meng Die [Year Thirty First Update]

  In the spring of 2001, I fell ill and was recuperating at home when I heard the sound of the door being pushed open heavily.

  "Who does he think he is, expecting us to finish such a big case in two and a half days?"

  I sighed, knowing he was angry with the new manager again, and asked him, "What about himself?"

  He let out a sigh, "That guy is simply not human, normally so idle and carefree, drinking coffee and making phone calls, but no matter how much work you give him, he can always get it done."

  "He can, why can't you?" I advised my brother, "Add some oil and do it well."

  After recovering from the illness and coming back for a follow-up examination, the young doctor wearing glasses politely asked me, "Are there any other uncomfortable symptoms?"

  "Alright." I said, getting up to leave when I suddenly hesitated and walked back to ask him, "Doctor, if one keeps having a continuous dream, is it an illness?"

  "A dream?" The doctor pushed his glasses and smiled, "This is not my area of expertise, but in the sense of psychology, every dream reflects its meaning in life. As Miss Zhang said, this kind of continuous dream has not been heard of in academia, I may be able to interpret it as a mirror image of past and present lives."

  I sprang up with a thud and walked away.

  Past Life and Present Life

  Is he going to say that the situation in my dream is my past life?

  It's simply an absurd joke.

  I kicked a small stone as I walked on the road and took out my phone to call Luomi, "Luomi, come out with me, okay?"

  "Okay." Rumi's laughter in the phone also had a flirtatious tone. She said, "I want to eat your brother's chicken and rice sprouts."

  Luomi couldn't stop praising the food, and Yu'er smiled sweetly, saying, "What's this? When Yanran was little, she was so picky about food. Back then, our parents had just passed away, and I took care of her. I was clumsy and couldn't cook well. But Yanran was very understanding and never complained, only looking at me with sad eyes, which made my heart ache. That's why I worked hard to learn cooking, and now I have the skills."

  "Wow." Luomi was stunned, and after a long time, she said, "You're a good brother."

  I've lost count of how many dreams this is for me.

  Under the long procession, a big man with thick eyebrows and large eyes wearing an imperial crown entered Handan City. Yan's father led the crowd to kneel down and pay respects, his expression respectful. The emperor scolded loudly, he just didn't dare to resist.

  Manhua hastily rushed out and knelt down to plead for her husband.

  At night, the emperor held A Yan, Yan smiled in his arms, glanced at his beard, thought it was funny, stretched out her hand and pinched it.

  The emperor burst out laughing.

  The dream came to an abrupt end. When I woke up from the dream, Luomi was about to go out. I got up and pushed open the bedroom window to see Xiang'er downstairs.

  I closed the window and told myself it was for the best, but deep down I felt a little sour.

  I think I have a little possessiveness towards the people I like, I like Gyun-er, I like Luomi, Gyun-er is my closest brother, Luomi is my best friend. I'm afraid that someone will come out of nowhere and take away Gyun-er or Luomi, even if they are still my brother and friend afterwards, but it will always become a little distant.

  I never thought about how to face the current situation.

  My dearest brother and my best friend are together now.

  Can only bless you.

  Romantic Roumi is more charming and beautiful than before, while romantic Gu'er often has a smile on his face. He even says, "Actually, thinking about it, Manager Liu is not bad either, capable and filial, handsome and pleasing to the eye."

  At that time, we had already entered our junior year. The dream about the girl with the same name as me would occasionally visit, with an indefinite interval, sometimes a few days, sometimes several months. She accompanied me for a long time, and I gradually developed feelings for her. I saw her growing up carefree in the high-rise buildings, wearing beautiful clothes and eating delicious food, from a wealthy family.

  She in my dream, I in her dream, both of us are happy.

  When the autumn wind blows yellow leaves, Luomi becomes moody and her face looks haggard. She says vaguely, "Yanran, maybe I was wrong. Falling in love isn't just about two good people being together."

  The autumn rain comes down, cooling not just the weather, but also the mood.

  Back home, I pushed open the door with a hint of a smile, and saw Xiang'er standing by the window smoking. All these years, she only smoked when she had something on her mind.

  Gu Yan turned his head and said to me, "Welcome back, Yan Ran." His profile was gaunt, revealing his cheekbones.

  I suddenly want to cry bitterly. There are always some people in this world, when they are in pain, you feel more painful than them. Guan Er is that person for me, familial relationships are ten times heavier than friendships and a hundred times heavier than romantic love.

  We are branches of the same tree, interdependent and inseparable, looking out for each other and relying on one another.

  I'm unilaterally in a cold war with Luomi, I couldn't forgive anyone who hurts Gu'er, even if that person is Luomi. Although if the one being hurt wasn't Gu'er, I also wouldn't allow anyone to hurt Luomi. In this world, there are very few people I truly care about, so each and every one of them is extremely important to me.

  Luomi carefully flattered me and said, "Yanran, can't we really go back to how things were before?"

  I don't know, I also miss the past, a simple and unadulterated past.

  That day, I came down from upstairs and saw a smile.

  Gu Yan said, "Ya Tou, let's have a chat."

  He drove me around with a smile and said, "You know very well that Luomi didn't do anything wrong."

  "We're just what each other wants, but can't give."

  "I want stability and tranquility, but Luomi likes to pursue an adventurous and exciting life. She wants someone who can shock her, but I'm not capable of that, it's just that simple. A relationship, even if the ending isn't good, the emotions invested are real, otherwise, when it ends, there won't be heartache."

  He finally sighed softly, "Yan Ran, I don't know who will be the one to hurt you in the future."

  I was out for a long time before returning to the dormitory, Luomi looked at me cautiously, I suddenly reached out and flicked her nose, saying with a smile, "What's wrong, I won't eat you."

  Rommy cheered, her eyes shining brightly.

  She solemnly handed me a book.

  I inexplicably asked her, "What's up?" As I flipped through the pages of the thread-bound book, it turned out to be Ban Gu's "Book of Han".

  Luomi said, "I thought of someone." She opened up a book of Han history and turned to the chapter on "The Biographies of Imperial Relatives", saying, "Look at this."

  I followed her finger and looked at that line of words.

  "Empress Xiaohui Zhang Yan... was the daughter of Marquess Pingyang Ao and Lady Ru Yuan, a princess. After Emperor Gaozu's death, Emperor Hui ascended to the throne. Empress Lü wanted to strengthen her family ties by having Princess Yuan's daughter marry the emperor as his empress, hoping that she would give birth to many sons. However, she ultimately had no children."

  ...and Emperor Hui of Han died, the world had just been pacified for a short time, and the succession was unclear. Therefore, the imperial family and the powerful officials outside the palace supported the Lu family as regents.... Empress Lü died, the high ministers plotted against them, and eventually exterminated the Lu family.... Only Empress Zhang Yan, Emperor Hui's wife, was left, demoted to live in the North Palace. She died of illness in 194 BC, during the first year of Emperor Wen of Han's reign, and was buried in Anling Mausoleum.

  No grave will be raised.

  I stood there quietly, motionless.

  "From pre-Qin to the Two Han dynasties, there was a famous woman named Yan, and Zhang Yan is one of them." Luomi looked at my expression and said, "Her life experience is also very similar to your dream."

  "I knew." My voice was calm and clear. "I started to suspect when I dreamed of Lü Hou." I raised my head, smiling brightly. "Don't forget, for this dream, I looked up so many materials, how could I not have read 'Records of the Grand Historian' and 'Book of Han'?"

  I just felt a chill in my heart when I saw the final fate of that girl with the same name as me. Such a beautiful and lovely girl, yet her fate was bleak. And thousands of years later, due to special connections, I felt it as if it were happening to myself.

  At that moment, I stood there, feeling only the snowflakes hitting me in the face, and before I knew it, I had turned into a snowman.

  That night, I had my last dream. In the dream, it was snowing heavily, and Zhao Wang Zhang Yi was being taken to the capital in chains due to some crime. Princess Lu Yuanlong was running in the snow, wanting to see him off one more time. Countless eunuchs were blocking her way, persuading her, and paying their respects, but in her eyes, there was only her disheveled and disappointed husband.

  Zhao Wang stopped and whispered something to Lu Yuan, his pitiful gaze sweeping over Lu Yuan's body that was already more than eight months pregnant. Finally, he gritted his teeth and ordered them to proceed.

  Handan suburb trampled out many footprints, Lu Yuan stopped in place, and cried out in grief.

  Zhaoguo Weng advocated that Yan should lift her head in the carriage escorted by officials, and tidy up her fox-fur cloak. The former queen, Madame Zhu, was concerned and held her in her arms. She lifted her head in her grandmother's embrace, and her previously simple and elegant face was now a picture of confusion.

  Ah Yan.

  When I woke up, I only felt a heart-wrenching pain. Sometimes the cost of growing up is too huge to bear. I pity that young child, just like I pity my former self.

  "Blind date?" Hearing this terrifying term from Guan Er's mouth, I thought he was joking. "What kind of joke is this? Miss is young, beautiful, smart and capable, what's the need for a blind date? You're not trying to get rid of me because you think I'm eating into your wealth, are you?"

  "How could I?" Guan Er said persuasively, "It's really because Manager Lü is very good to me, and I'm doing it for you to grasp the opportunity."

  "Really?" I guessed with the most intense malice, "Didn't you always say he was a devil of a manager? How come you're speaking well of him now?"

  "He's not a bad person," said with an awkward smile, "and he's young and handsome, successful in his career, and has a good personality. He's especially filial to his widowed mother. This time it was also because his mother thought he was at the age where he should get married that they considered this lazy way of matchmaking. As soon as the news came out, many people in the company were eager to introduce their own sisters or daughters to him. If I didn't have a good relationship with you, you wouldn't even be able to get an appointment. Anyway, it's not like you'll get married just by meeting him, so go take a look and if you don't like him, then just ignore him."

  I stroked my chin, looking skeptical, and said, "Then let's go take a look."

  I want to take a look and see what kind of good man is in Gu Nian's mouth.

  The agreed location was a famous wine house in the city, but because of road maintenance nearby, the taxi dropped me off two streets away.

  When I got off the bus, I suddenly remembered that I forgot to ask Guan'er her family manager's name. Can't help but laugh, there is no blind date more careless than mine. Not wanting to make a big deal out of it, I paid and stood up straight, when an old lady in front of me on the pedestrian crossing suddenly twisted her foot and fell to the ground.

  The traffic light suddenly turned from green to red.

  "Ah." I exclaimed.

  A man in a gray suit hurried over and escorted the elderly woman to the side of the road.

  I felt at ease, and I couldn't help but glance at the man with a smile on my face. He was slender in build, and his back figure had a gentle angularity. I lowered my head and smiled secretly to myself, thinking that if this was what a top-notch good man looked like, then today's trip wouldn't be in vain.

  Suddenly, the old lady who was walking ahead turned her head back and smiled at me, vaguely resembling the elderly woman I met at Handan Cemetery.

  Cars honked their horns, whizzing by and covering them with dust.

  I was shocked in my heart, wanting to chase after him to take a look, but I couldn't rush across the road. All I could do was wait for a while, until the red light turned green again, and the man in the iron-gray suit had already put his hand into his pocket and left, turning around the street corner. Meanwhile, the old lady who should have stayed where she was had miraculously vanished without a trace.

  I hurriedly walked across the street, but couldn't find her figure anywhere.

  Across the street, at the entrance of the garden, an ancient-colored jewelry store stood there. A female shop assistant wearing a classical dress came out and called out in a twisted tone, "Miss, would you like to come in and take a look?"

  I nodded and pushed open the door to enter the shop. The shop was quiet and deserted, with no sign of anyone else.

  I'm somewhat disappointed, so I thought, maybe it's just me who got it wrong.

  However, the accessories in this store are unexpectedly exquisite, with a thick and shiny texture that seems to have been refracted from the space-time of thousands of years ago. Especially the blue earrings in the window, crystal clear and transparent.

  "This earring is very beautiful." The female shop assistant enthusiastically recommended, "Miss, put it on for your husband to see, he will definitely like it."

  I thought she was joking, shaking my head and saying "I don't even have a boyfriend yet." However, looking down at myself wearing a spring shirt and jeans, I rarely reflected on this, is this way of blind dating not too disrespectful to the other party?

  "Alright." I took a look at the earrings she was holding, and really liked them. I gritted my teeth and nodded, brushing aside my hair, "You pierce my ears for me."

  "Ah," she belched, looking hesitant. "Okay."

  A grain of rice was gently grinding against my left earlobe, the movement slightly awkward. Then she said, "Miss, I've got it on."

  "Uh-huh." I nodded absent-mindedly.

  A sharp pain on the upper edge of the left earlobe.

  The female store clerk apologized frantically in my ear, "Sorry, sorry." My head inexplicably felt a bit dizzy, and I subconsciously reached out to touch it. A warm drop of blood fell onto my fingertips, bright red like a drop of cinnabar.

  This is the full chapter of "Golden House" that was tried out. After sending it out, I made several additions and deletions, compressing some words. The last paragraph may be a bit rough, and I'll revise it later.

  After reading the trial chapters, some people are very Meng Yan, and someone told me that Meng Yan and Yan Ran, this pair of siblings, have a bit of brother-sister love.

  Silent.

  It's so beautiful and dreamy.

  The 30th of the lunar year has arrived. Wishing everyone a great Year of the Ox, prosperity and good fortune.

  The first watch of the night

  Recommend, Collect.