Chapter 366: Lonely Dream
What does Guardian mean? Is it his name in his previous life, or his code name?
This thought flashed through Pei Junlin's mind.
Although he had discussed the ending of his previous life with Yin Yanhan, the act of actually seeing his own death with his own eyes still gave Pei Junlin a big shock.
He felt his stomach, which didn't exist at the moment, cramp a little. However, when he saw Ai Wanxin hunched over, hugging the corpse of his previous life tightly, with his shoulders trembling slightly, Pei Junlin suddenly became a little annoyed.
When had he ever seen Ai Wanxin cry? His baby had always been firm, optimistic and open-minded. When they didn't know, she had gone through countless hardships, but she had never complained, let alone cried for anything.
Things from the past life are in the past, and it’s fine to remember the good things, but why should she have to go through the separation of life and death again?
Damn red hair!
Moreover, Pei Junlin turned his attention to the silver metal ball.
It said that its previous self "also had no vital signs", which means that someone else had died as well.
Pei Junlin couldn't help but think of the dream he had in Guanghui City. In the dream, he, Han Ge, He Yang, Hongmao and Jing were all following Ai Wanxin like now, so one of them died?
It definitely wasn’t Red Hair, otherwise he wouldn’t have this memory.
......If it was Brother Han, he couldn't even imagine how painful and sad his baby would be.
"Junior Brother." Pei Junlin called Yi Shenshou, "I need to talk to my baby, please think of a solution."
Yi Shenshou was silent for a moment, then said, "I'll try."
Before Yi Shenshou could make any move, footsteps were heard from behind Pei Junlin. It was the owner of the dream who appeared.
"He's dead." Qiong stopped half a meter away from Ai Wanxin, lowered his eyebrows, and said softly, "They are all dead."
Ai Wanxin raised her head, her eyes filled with despair and sorrow. She closed her eyes and said, "It's all my fault."
Her voice was hoarse and dry, almost broken.
"I'm late."
Pei Junlin was puzzled. His baby should know that this was Red Hair's dream. He was fine. Why would she say such a thing? Was she reenacting her past life? Did she still have her own consciousness?
He lowered himself to one knee in front of Ai Wanxin, held her bloodstained hand, stared intently into her eyes, and said seriously: "The shameful betrayer led you into danger and almost killed you. It's not worth your sadness for them."
There was deep shock in Ai Wanxin's eyes, which soon turned into endless grief and sorrow. She shook her head and pushed Qiong's hand away from hers.
She leaned over and pressed her lips against the already cold forehead of the corpse in her arms, and white and blue cracks crept up the face that Pei Junlin was so familiar with.
A gust of hot wind blew, and Pei Junlin saw himself in his previous life. In Ai Wanxin's arms, he turned into a crystal light, lovingly brushing across her tear-stained cheeks, and then drifted into the air like a firefly, drifting towards a magnificent nebula in the vast space.
Pei Junlin looked at it carefully for a moment. For some reason, he felt that the nebula looked like the lush branches of a giant tree.
On the other side, Ai Wanxin stood up from the ground with difficulty, holding on to the broken door of the cockpit. Qiong wanted to help her, but retreated when he was about to touch her.
He was afraid of being pushed away again.
Ai Wanxin was not standing steadily. She looked at Qiong who was standing in front of her in a daze and said slowly, "Since you know the betrayer, someone must have told you the content of the prophecy."
Qiong remained silent and did not refute.
What prophecy? What betrayer? Pei Junlin was a little confused.
Ai Wanxin said bitterly: "What did he tell you?"
He pursed his thin lips tightly, and there was a hint of stubbornness in his sharp eyes: "No one told me this. I just accidentally got the memory that the prophet extracted and gave to the Speaker to keep."
“The knights who accompany you to the distant star will betray you, lead you to death, and let you sleep there forever.” He said through gritted teeth.
Pei Junlin was startled. Could it be that this was how his baby died in his previous life?
Maybe it was because of his mental fluctuations, but Qiong Mingrui's eyes fiercely swept in the direction of Pei Junlin and shouted, "Who's there!"
Pei Junlin only felt as if countless long needles were piercing into his brain, and severe pain instantly penetrated all his nerves.
A huge force attacked him from behind, suddenly pulling him into the green mist. He fell as if he had fallen from a great height. When he opened his eyes again, he was back in the helicopter.
Yi Shenshou's face was covered with sweat. He shook his head and said, "If I don't take you out, this part of your consciousness might be killed."
Pei Junlin also knew that he couldn't blame Yi Shenshou. After all, he was invading other people's dreams and consciousness world, and no one could tell what would happen.
He quickly turned his gaze to Ai Wanxin, and saw that she still had her eyes closed, and did not look like she was under attack. He could only gently wipe the sweat from her forehead and neck, and watched her condition with concern.
Also, what exactly does that prophecy mean…?
In the dream, Ai Wanxin's body shook and he broke out in a cold sweat.
She discovered when she rescued Han Ce just now that after being channeled, the dreams would be more stable and easier to wake people up.
She then counseled Qiong first, and then entered his dream. Sure enough, Qiong's dream, which was originally like a black movie screen, stabilized and stayed on this tragic battlefield.
However, the moment she saw Brother Han's lifeless body appear in the cockpit of a black mecha, she could no longer distinguish between dreams and reality, as if she was trapped in a nightmare memory.
Perhaps, this is also the past that she finds most difficult to let go.
However, the little episode just now brought her back to her senses. Ai Wanxin looked at Qiong, who was clenching his fists tightly and trembling all over, and knew that this was the key to whether she could get him out. She asked, "Did the memory you heard really say that?"
Qiong Junmei's sculpture-like jaw was taut. He looked at the bright red blood flowing down Ai Wanxin's arm to the broken cockpit door under her palm, and said with hatred: "That was the prophecy of the Nebula Well, and half of it has come true."
"If they hadn't been greedy and reckless and pursued the rebels into the hyperdimensional space, you wouldn't have gone deep into the dangerous area to save them."
"If you hadn't gone too deep into the dangerous area, the rebels' plan would have been impossible to implement."
"The injuries you are suffering now are all caused by them!"
Ai Wan felt something was wrong. She frowned and said puzzledly, "...But the prophecy of the Nebula Well is not like this."