Chapter 613 Dreamland
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The sound of birdsong woke Ye Fan from the darkness, and the surrounding space came into view.
An ordinary room, very clean and not spacious, but there were flowers on the table in the room.
The flowers are not spiritual flowers, they are like ordinary wild flowers on the roadside in the countryside, and are not too bright red.
"Laws related to dreams." Lying on the bed, Ye Fan had already felt something. Just as he was about to get up, the door opened at this moment, and a woman in a floral skirt walked in.
"Brother Fan, you finally woke up." Seeing Ye Fan, the woman spoke happily, with a smile on her face blooming like a sunflower.
"Spiritual flower." At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to freeze, looking at the woman who appeared, his eyes motionless.
This was his lover in his previous life, the woman who appeared in the Mingxin trial that he had never passed.
"What a real dream." After staring at Linghua for a long time, Ye Fan just said one sentence. At this time, he seemed to realize the time when the dream appeared.
In total, it should have been a few years since he graduated from the academy and came to the world. Not long after the chaos in the human race started, he met Linghua and fell in love. They came to Linghu City, a remote town in the south, and settled down here for a short time.
He grew up here, started to have his own small influence here, and Linghua died here.
"What dream?" Linghua looked confused as she listened to Ye Fan's words.
"Nothing." Ye Fan shook his head and sat up from the bed. Lingshan brought over the basin and handed over the handkerchief: "Wash it quickly."
"Okay." Taking the handkerchief, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a little lost as the real touch was conveyed.
"Hurry up, the water will get cold in a while." Linghua urged, she simply took action herself, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it on Mark's face.
Ye Fan did not resist. At this moment, he was just looking at the spirit flower. Whether it was a dream or reality, he had missed the spirit flower for too long.
This was the love of his youth, and it was something he could not let go of for the rest of his life.
"You, I won't let you hunt but you insist on going. Look, your face is scratched." Linghua didn't care about Ye Fan and said to herself: "It doesn't matter if I say not to go hunting. We Now that I have some savings, I can open a small shop or something in the city.”
"Didn't you say that my craftsmanship is okay? When the time comes, I will be the boss's wife, and you will help me as a waiter. With my skills, the store business will definitely be super good."
"Hey, did you hear that?"
"Oh, I heard it." Ye Fan woke up from his immersion and subconsciously agreed.
"Then you agreed?" Linghua asked.
"Open a store..." Ye Fan pondered, thought for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, then we will open a store."
"Really?" Ye Fan's agreement seemed to surprise Linghua: "Didn't you say you want to be the strongest beast master?"
"I won't do it anymore." Ye Fan shook his head and suddenly hugged Linghua: "I want to stay with you, no matter what I do."
The sudden hug made Linghua freeze a little, but soon, she also smiled and hugged Mark.
"In this case, we can stay together every day from now on."
"Yes, every moment of every day." Ye Fan replied. At this moment, he didn't think about anything else.
During these long days and nights, he had thought about changing something countless times. Now that he could really change it, of course he would try.
Not being a beast master, avoiding all disputes, no one knowing who he is, and only staying with his lover, he has thought about this kind of life for a long time.
With Ye Fan's agreement, Linghua began to arrange the opening of the store the next day. The store, raw materials, and after spending some effort, the restaurant was opened.
Just as Linghua expected, after the restaurant opened, the business was very good because of her craftsmanship. There was an endless stream of customers in the store every day, and she couldn't even wait in line.
They made a lot of money, much more than what Ye Fan had made before taking risks when hunting.
Ye Fan helps in the store every day, and just as promised to Linghua, he does not continue to practice and can be an ordinary person in the world.
Everything went surprisingly smoothly. In the era of war and chaos, this small city seemed to have been forgotten. The conquests of the heroes did not affect this place. Many secret realms around it did not have an outbreak of beasts. Even the most evil and crazy forces in the city did not appear.
They lived their lives happily in this way. In the third year after opening the store, they had enough savings and bought a big house in the best area of the city. Soon, Ye Fan’s first child A boy was born, named Ye Ming.
Two years later, a girl named Ye Xuan was born.
After having children, raising them has become the first priority in life. Linghua is a mother with a good personality. The children are very obedient and strive for success. They have chosen a cultural route, have excellent grades, and have grown up all the way. They are all of the same age. Top among kids.
Time passed like this year by year. Soon, the two children graduated one after another. Ye Ming became an official in a small town, while Ye Xuan was recruited by the imperial court and went to Kyoto.
Oh, by the way, the Great Chaos has ended in this world. In just over ten years, the imperial court has been established again, and the human race has once again returned to its former appearance.
I have my own lover, my own children, and a nice hotel.
Everything went as planned, and a lifetime seemed to pass quickly in such joy and happiness.
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"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
In front of Xiaocheng's hospital bed, the old Linghua nervously guarded Ye Fan in front of the hospital bed. Although her voice was small, it was full of concern.
"It feels a little uncomfortable." On the hospital bed, Ye Fan had obvious difficulty breathing. He was too old and his body couldn't bear the illness. He just said one sentence and closed his eyes.
All around him, various instruments and tubes were attached to his body. On the side, his attending doctor was paying attention to the heart rate monitor that was gradually flattening, with a look of regret on his face.
"Where are the children and the others?" After lying for a while, Ye Fan seemed a little uncomfortable and asked Linghua.
"On the way here." Linghua replied quickly, looking at Ye Fan's appearance, tears blurred in her eyes.
"Dad, we are here!"
After a while, there was a noise in the ward, the door was pushed open, and Ye Fan's two children came in, followed by the already green teenager.
It was his child's child.
A group of people gathered around Ye Fan, with both children and grandchildren. The doctor on the side couldn't help but be envious of this scene.
"They're all here." Surrounded by a group of people, Ye Fan seemed to be relieved on the hospital bed. At the end of his life, he didn't have any fear. He looked at Linghua and his children beside him, full of emotions. Rejoiced.
At the end of the day, Ye Fan raised his hand, patted Linghua's head, and sighed inaudibly. At this moment, the heart rate on the instrument returned to zero.
Linghua cried bitterly, and the children around her couldn't hold back their tears one by one.
Ye Fan fell down in response, and his life characteristics gradually returned to zero at this time. The crying of the people around him and his death seemed to form a scene.
Crunch.
In the painting, the door of the ward opened and a man walked in. He seemed to be isolated from everything in the ward, and no one noticed him.
"A young hero actually wants to live such a life."
Looking at Ye Fan who was dead on the hospital bed, the man summed up the situation with some surprise in his eyes, but soon, he just sneered.
"I told you to die in a sweet dream, and I will let you die in a sweet dream."
After saying that, he walked towards the hospital bed, and across the figures, he lifted up the air, as if he wanted to suck Ye Fan in.
Ye Fan moved, but it was his fingers that moved, but his body did not move.
"Huh?" Blue Bird noticed something was wrong and tried to suck Ye Fan up again, but this time, Ye Fan sat up directly.
"The dream is beautiful, but it's a pity that it's not true."
The sound sounded, and in an instant, everything around him dispersed like fireworks, but the old Ye Fan quickly became young in the fireworks, and in the blink of an eye, he once again turned into that young man.
"You have not been eroded by dreams!" Bluebird's face changed drastically, "How is this possible??"
"You have been in a dream for a hundred years, and you have remained awake for a hundred years?"
"I once had a hundred years." Ye Fan replied. At this moment, he raised his eyes, and the sharp light in his eyes seemed to tear everything apart.
"Such a dream has appeared thousands of times in that time."
