The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 1017
When Nalan Yunqing said this, his voice was hoarse and painful.

He looked at the smog in front of him, and many people became sculptures. He realized that maybe what he was experiencing was the real dream.

It's really just a dream, it's fake...

But he took it seriously, he took it as real, he would rather just be immersed in a dream and not wake up.

"Sujin, Sujin..."

He remembered that before, she would smile brightly and shyly at him, act coquettishly with him, talk about where she wanted to go and what she wanted to eat.

He wished he could take out his heart to be nice to her and make up for all the harm.

In this dream, she belonged to him from head to toe.

When Nalan Yunqing hugged Feng Sujin, she cried...

After he cried, all the people in front of him turned into green smoke and disappeared.

"Sujin, Sujin..."

Let Nalan Yunqing yell, there is a cloud of smoke in front of his eyes, there is no one, as if he is the only one in the whole world.

"Sujin..."

Nalan Yunqing yelled and sat up from the hospital bed.

Seeing that Nalan Yun was awake, the doctors rushed to report excitedly, and then gave Nalan Yunqing a full-body examination.

Nalan Yunqing was like a puppet, he asked everyone to examine him dumbly, as if he was walking dead, and he didn't regain his senses.

Maybe Nalan Yunqing knew he was awake, but he didn't want to wake up.

He likes everything in the dream, in the dream, he can love and do what he wants to do as he wants, without worrying about anything.

In the dream, he fell in love with Feng Sujin, Feng Sujin acted like a baby to him and was willful to him, he was very happy, he could love her, treat her well, and make up for everything.

Moreover, he felt that he really experienced the joy of being in love.

That was real happiness, a kind of happiness that he had never experienced before.

He also dreamed that he was going to marry Feng Sujin.

It was hard for him to say these words, but he really dreamed it, so real, it didn't look like a dream.

Nalan Yunqing looked at the ward, looked at the ceiling, and looked up, with tears in his eyes.

He wanted to shout, to shout Feng Sujin's name painfully.

He can't lose her either.

Floating in his dreams, he and Feng Sujin have been in love for three years, they have been together for three years, and they never separated until she graduated.

Patriarch Nalan learned that his son had woken up and came to see him excitedly.

But he found that his son seemed like a sculpture.

Nalan Jianfang's heart skipped a beat, wouldn't his son be fooled by the stimulation?
"Yunqing, I am the father, it is the father, you are finally awake."

The corner of Nalan Yunqing's mouth curled up bitterly, "But I don't want to wake up, I really don't want to wake up..."

This was Nalan Yunqing's most sincere thought, and he didn't want to wake up.

He would rather sleep like this in his dream, even if he fell asleep.

Because there is someone he loves in the dream, he can admit his heart in the dream, and there are not so many realistic factors in the dream.

In the dream, there is no need to face the fact that Feng Sujin jumped the moat.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Only by being alive can there be hope for everything. What's the point of going to sleep? Just go when Feng Sujin is gone. I know that you may like her, but you can't come back to life after death. You have other things to do , such as finding your savior, finding Lan Fenghuang, she must be stronger than Feng Sujin..."

Nalan Yunqing looked at his father with deep and complicated eyes, "Father, have you been happy these years?"

When Nalan Jianfang was suddenly asked by his son, the corners of his mouth froze.

(End of this chapter)