Li chenxuan slowly opens his eyes. The short time just now is like a dream back to ancient times. The precipitation of time makes Li chenxuan's temperament change with it.

Lin Yumo mumbled, "you are him, not him!"

then laughed and went away. The figure disappeared in a flash. I don't know why she did this.

"ah, it's really a miserable man, but why in the dream, that Gongsun Hanhao seems to be me, is that my previous life?"

Li chenxuan is also full of questions. Looking at the sad Lin Yumo, he doesn't know why, but he can't bear it. It seems that he knew each other for a...