That day, the little Ajin was pulled by his mother into his hand and ran outside the palace.

He was stubborn and struggling.

"Mother, I'm looking for a bird, I'm looking for him."

The first queen, in spite of his cries and struggles, held his hand tightly in her hands: "You can't find it, you can't find it."

“No, I’ll wait for him, he’ll come!”Wait any longer, okay?The bird promised me.He will not let me know, I will wait for him, mother, please...”

“Aaron, we can’t go backwards!”

“Mother... no. No.”

How the little body struggles again, and finally can't break free.

Crying is very painful.

He turned back again and again, but in his eyes, it was the fire red behind him.

He watched the hall wrapped in a fire.

The sound of the palace has come.

The sound of the new king's alternating horns also filled the Huyi Palace.

Everything is slowly being eaten...

“No... no!”

...

In the dark room, White was awakened.

He sat up sweating from the bed.

Breathing in!

A nightmare is really a nightmare.

Dreams like that are strange.

The Finch?

The heavy rain?

The Queen?

A sea of fire?

What is this... what is it?

His brain suddenly burst into pain, and immediately subconsciously held his own head in his own hands.

It hurts to be in pain.

Bite your teeth!

So he was shocked by the berth of his house.

Since the last Song stopped being buried in bed for a whole night, resulting in a sore back pain in the body, several days before slowing down, at the beginning, Luangpo did not find anything, asked a few words, Song also hesitated to say, but later under his forced questioning, Song stopped finally confessed.

They say they are being held back every day.

Difficult to move!

So the whole body hurts.

I can’t even read books during the day.

Luo Bao felt very embarrassed and thought that he could not delay the reading of people, so the next day.He built several planks in the white-sounding house and made a simple bed.

Sleep alone and be happy!

So, Luang and Baiyin have been in the same house for several days!

At this moment, the sleeping sound heard the movement, and the sleepy eyes woke up, but the first reaction was to quickly hold the sword on the bedside and make a watchful action.

Then he saw the white voice sitting on the bed.

“White voice, what happened to you?”

“...”

“Say it.”

White did not respond to him.

I felt something was wrong, so I got out of bed and walked over.

Light the oil lamp on the table.

Slowly close to the white voice of the face, full of sweat.

Seeing him, he was scared.

Ask yourself, “What’s wrong with you?Is it uncomfortable?”

“...”

“I’ll tell the prince.”

He is going to go out...

But White caught him with his backhand and said in a very gloomy voice, "I'm all right, I just... had a nightmare."

What?

Luo thought he had misheard.

After a few seconds...

Then came a mocking sound.As soon as he slapped him, he slapped the white shoulder hard and sarcastically said, “What did your boy do to lose heart?”Even if you have nightmares, even if you have nightmares, you will still be scared and woken up, are you not a wolf on the grassland?Aren’t they all killed?How can you wake up from nightmares?

“

What a laugh!

The white voice was originally pale, but after hearing this, there was a burst of anger in my heart.

I’m going to pull out my twenty-meter knife!

Luang felt that he could not stop, holding the oil lamp in his hand, sitting directly beside the white voice, holding the oil lamp close, and saying, "You tell me the truth, what is the nightmare?"Speak up and listen to it.”

Make me happy.

White has completely slowed down from the nightmare.

He held his hands tightly, and his back was bruised.

They are born to be people who like to pluck their hair on a tiger’s ass!

He felt unhappy.

Continue: “Don’t be ashamed!What do you have to say about the two of us in the house?”

“...”

"Don't worry, my mouth is the tightest, I will never say it, even the prince, I will not tell."

“...go away!”

“Where are you going?”Do you want me to go out with you?Let’s go out and say?”

“I said, go away!”The white voice stared at him.

“Aww” a bit of it: “Isn’t that a nightmare?”There is nothing to say.”

“You...”

Anger came up.

It burned on the white chest.

He gripped the quilted hand tighter and tighter.

Look at the door to the porcelain...

Unexpectedly, he lifted the body of the sheet and got out of bed.

Leave a back of the fire!

Luang Bo felt very boring, yawning, shrugging, muttering in his mouth: "Don't say, don't say, what to run?"

Then the oil lamp was turned off and went to bed.

Cover the quilt and sleep.

...

Outside, after Baiyin went out, he did not know where to find a bottle of wine and sat alone under the promenade drinking.

Under the promenade hung a lantern glittered, and the light sprinkled on his lanterny face.

Very red.

I don’t know if it’s because of the drink.

A nightmare reverberated in his mind.

It is not as vague as before, but very clear.

More and more clear!

He leaned back against the great red pillar and looked up at a mouthful of wine.

Drink it all.

The wine went into his throat, but it made his thornier more intense.

Suddenly –

In the distance there was a cold wind blowing, scraping the solitary lantern on the corner.

White voice instinctively raised his hand and tried to block the cold wind.

When he put down his hand, he saw a figure standing at the end of the corridor.

At that moment, he immediately put the bottle in his hand on the ground and got up and went over.

The hand instinctively placed on the short knife between his waist.

As you get closer, ask, “Who are you?”

The man stood there motionless.

White put the knife out.

The figure gradually approached, and a face appeared under the light.

It's a bird!

So late, what is he doing here?

“What are you doing here?”

“Nothing, just want to see.”The bird said.

“Look, what is your intention?”

"I said, I'm just coming to see."His voice was very light, a pair of eyes, with visible sadness on the white voice of the face, a pair of hands, tightly held together.

White was somewhat uncomfortable being stared at by his strange eyes.

He said, “It’s so late, you’re here.”

“Are you really called White?”The bird suddenly asked him that.If he really is, why don’t you know yourself?