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The sky was filled with dark clouds, as if it was going to rain at any moment. I was wearing a red dress of a foreign race, and I was walking aimlessly on the misty mountain path. Who was I? Why was I here? My body instinctively moved forward step by step. The grass in the mountains wet the corners of my clothes, and the cold touch made my heart cold as well. An inexplicable sadness filled my heart.
"Huh? What is that?" A ball of lavender light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. My heart suddenly tightened and I quickened my pace and ran towards the ball of lavender light, as if it was the key to solving my mystery.
The lavender light floated and gradually turned into a heart shape. It was vaguely discernible that it was a purple pendant. In front of the mist, there stood a black shadow. I blinked and tried to see. It was clearly a person in black. My heart started beating wildly for no reason. I ran over. This time I must see his appearance clearly!
"Ouch!" My body plummeted down and came into close contact with the floor, causing pain all over my body. I rubbed my forehead and climbed up, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality for a while, until the dazzling sunlight shone on me and I looked at the familiar room, then I realized that I had had another strange dream.
I walked to the desk and opened the comic book, which recorded all my strange dreams. The alien wilderness was without exception, the glowing purple heart-shaped pendant was without exception, and the man in black would appear occasionally, but every time he appeared, his presence would make my heart beat wildly. I bit the pen and planned to draw this dream.
"Yu Yingwu, Yu Yingwu, open the door for me!" A roar-like roar mixed with the knocking sound almost shattered my eardrums.
I glanced down at the alarm clock: "What, it's already half past ten!" I ran over to open the door. It was terrible. I actually forgot to make an appointment with my friend Xuan Qing to go to the exhibition at half past nine!
Xuan Qing's angelic face seemed to be burning with rage. She stepped in with her hands on her hips and continued to yell at me, "Miss, I've been waiting for you for an entire hour! I couldn't get through to you on the phone, and I was so scared that I thought something had happened to you, so I took a taxi and rushed to find you! You were actually still in your pajamas!"
I could only pull at her clothes pitifully and said apologetically, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, I had that weird dream again, and my phone turned off for some reason. Let's go quickly, I'll pay for lunch and dinner today!"
I hurriedly changed my clothes, grabbed my bag and rushed to the museum with Xuan Qing. The museum will exhibit a group of mysterious ancient artifacts today, the age of which is currently unknown. One of the exhibits is the purple heart-shaped pendant that often appears in my dreams.
"Have some bread first. It's unhealthy to skip breakfast." In the taxi, Xuan Qing took out a piece of bread from her bag and handed it to me. "Are you sure that the pendant is the one in your dream?"
"I knew you were the best to me!" I took the bread with emotion, rubbed against Xuan Qing's arms, and continued, "My intuition tells me that it must be! My sixth sense is always super accurate!"
Two days ago, when I was browsing the web at home, I saw a museum advertisement pop up. Among the dazzling array of exhibits, I immediately saw the purple pendant. Since I was ten years old, I always had strange dreams, and purple heart-shaped pendants would appear in my dreams. It has been six years, and the pendant is almost engraved in my heart. It is really... so magical that I can't explain it.
Xuanqing is my best friend and the only one who knows that I have strange dreams. My parents are abroad all year round. Xuanqing is the one who accompanies me through countless lonely nights. She is the only one who listens to my strange dreams and accompanies me in imagining the wonderful stories of my past and present lives. It was also with her encouragement that I started drawing comics, which even made it onto the best-selling comics list.
I couldn't help but hold Xuanqing's hand. At this moment, I was really nervous.
Because it was close to noon, there were not many people in the museum, and they were scattered around the exhibition hall. I walked slowly with Xuan Qing, my heartbeat became irregular, and an inexplicable emotion became more and more obvious, until -
"It's it! Xuanqing, it's over there!" I suddenly pulled Xuanqing up and ran towards an exhibit in the corner to see the lavender light! I was so excited!
Under the thick glass cover, the purple pendant lay quietly on the black velvet cloth, surrounded by a purple glow, as if surrounded by a purple mist. It was even more delicate and beautiful than in my dreams. I reached out my trembling hand and touched it through the glass, and its glow seemed to be even stronger!
"Wow, it's glowing, so magical and beautiful!" Xuan Qing couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.
"Hey, it wasn't glowing just now, why did it suddenly glow? This is so interesting!"
"So beautiful! What material is it made of? I didn't realize it just now, so I quickly took a picture of it!"
The movement between Xuan Qing and I obviously attracted the attention of other visitors . They gradually gathered around us, and some even took out their mobile phones and cameras to take pictures.
"I'm sorry, everyone. Taking photos of today's exhibits is prohibited. Also, ladies, please keep quiet and don't cause a commotion. This exhibit itself does not emit light, it just reflects the light." A serious and cold voice sounded behind him.
The purple light dimmed in an instant and disappeared.
"Disappeared..." I said absentmindedly.
"Miss, it's obviously a problem with the light." He shook the remote control in his hand, and the glass cover lit up with a purple light. He pressed a button, and the light disappeared.
"But it was clearly glowing just now..." I turned around and was about to continue to refute, but was suddenly stunned. The boy in front of me was incomparably handsome! Tall and strong, with a sharp face, heroic eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose, I couldn't help but pause for a breath. If he was in a comic, he would definitely be the leading man!
The crowd gradually dispersed, and I frowned and glared at the boy. It wasn't the light at all, the light was clearly different! But he ignored my anger and left arrogantly.
"What kind of person is this!" I muttered in anger. Just because he is handsome, does that mean he can be so arrogant? How can a security guard be so arrogant?
"It's obviously you who are staring at him like a fanatic, but he is really so handsome." Xuan Qing patted my shoulder with a nice smile on her lips.
My face turned red, I slapped her hand away and retorted: "How can I be handsome? Why don't I feel that, huh!"
"He is indeed not very handsome, he is just a conceited person. Hello, ladies. I saw it very clearly just now. It is indeed the exhibit that is glowing by itself. Menghun, it is indeed a very dreamy and enchanting work of art!" A warm and elegant male voice sounded slowly, and then a figure walked out from the darkness.
Before I could see his face clearly, Xuan Qing excitedly whispered, "It's Yuan Yichen from our school, the new president!" She coughed and then said in a sweet voice, "What a coincidence, we are also students of DeLan College. We know you, Yuan Yichen."
He slowly walked under the light, and I could see his face clearly. He was indeed an incomparably handsome man, but his handsomeness had a princely elegance—fair face, gentle eyebrows, and light pink lips. He shifted his gaze from the exhibits to us, with an elegant smile on his lips: "What a coincidence, hello."
"We are both students in Class One, Grade One. My name is Xuan Qing and her name is Yu Yingwu." Xuan Qing put her arm around my shoulders and introduced us excitedly.
"Nice to meet you. Are you also interested in this exhibit - Dream Soul?" Yuan Yichen's gaze rested on me.
My face turned red again. There was something inexplicable in his eyes that made me nervous. I turned my gaze back to Menghun and answered slowly, "Yes, it's a very interesting exhibit and a very beautiful name."
"It is said that the Dream Soul can lead people into dreams. It is a magical tool of a wizard from an ancient country." Yuan Yichen walked to my side and said.
I lowered my head and smiled, not knowing why I was so nervous: "Really? This is the first time I've heard of it."
Xuan Qing didn't have the same nervousness as I did. She was still in an excited state, pulling Yuan Yichen to ask questions. I took this opportunity to observe Menghun carefully. It didn't glow anymore, but there was a voice in my heart saying: It's extraordinary!
After watching the Dream Soul at the exhibition hall that day, I miraculously stopped dreaming. A sense of loss surrounded me, and I had no interest in anything I did, like a person with amnesia, always feeling that he had forgotten something very important, but he didn't know what it was.
"Xiao Wu , what's wrong with you recently?" Xuan Qing looked at me worriedly.
"Nothing, I just stopped dreaming recently, and I'm a little uncomfortable it." I stretched and said on the desk, then laughed at myself, "I always didn't want to dream before, but now I don't dream, and I'm not used to it."
"Don't be like that. There will be a new transfer student coming today. I wonder who he is." Xuan Qing said excitedly.
Just as I was about to speak, the head teacher came in with someone. I immediately became alert. Xuan Qing was even more alert than me. She kicked me with her long legs and said, "It's the security guard brother!"
I stared at the boy standing next to my homeroom teacher. It was the arrogant guy I saw at the museum that day. How could he transfer to our school? How could he transfer to our class? I had countless questions in my mind, and a sense of foreboding suddenly emerged in my heart.
"Hello, students. This is a new transfer student in our class. His name is Yan Yimu. Please help the new student." The head teacher introduced with a smile.
"Hello everyone, teacher, I want to sit there!" Yan Yimu greeted coldly, then pointed in my direction.
"Oh, okay, Yu Yingwu, you must take good care of the new classmate in the future. Yan Yimu, if you have any questions in the future, you can ask me in time." The head teacher's attitude was very gentle, so gentle that I couldn't help but wonder if Yan Yimu was a classmate with a very strong background.
Yan Yimu walked over and sat down next to me, without any intention of greeting me.
I scratched my hair and felt unknown gazes coming at me from all directions, giving me an inexplicable stabbing sensation as if I were being pierced by thousands of arrows.
"Um, hello." I said stiffly.
"Well, hello, please give me more advice in the future."
Yan Yimu turned around and gave me a strange smile. I couldn't help but shudder and nodded repeatedly. Weird, too weird! My sixth sense told me that his appearance here must be bad! But the magical thing is that since Yan Yimu came here, I started dreaming again. In the dream, it was still the foreign wilderness, a ball of purple fog, and the man in black. Could all this be related to Yan Yimu? Or is it related to that magical exhibit?
