I Became the Disabled Tyrant of the Future

Jiang Lao likes bright colors since she was a little girl. Whether it's clothes or juggling, she wants the most beautiful one.

So is the paper kite.

All the kites in the paper kite shop were not as beautiful in color and shape as the carp kite in her hand, but no matter how beautiful they were, Jiang Lao had seen too many interesting things, even if the paper kite was blown away by the wind, she would not forget it.

But this time waking up from the dream, he clearly remembered the look of the paper kite in the dream.

As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Zhen fell silent.

He did pick up a kite, a carp kite half red and half blue.

He thought it was a toy for the prince or prince in the palace. He wanted to walk away without seeing it, but after hesitating for a moment, he climbed up the tree and took it off.

This is something he has never been able to own himself, he has only seen others play it from a distance.

At that time, he was not envied. At the age of seven, he had already seen clearly that he was not like others, and there was a mother and concubine who could love him, so he shouldn't have such a small toy.

He thought he would never want it, but when he saw the kite hanging on the treetop, he became greedy.

He seldom picked up a funny thing, avoided the Chiyiwei who saw the paper kite floating in the sky looking for it, and hid the paper kite.

That is his only toy.

It's a pity that he didn't have any abilities at that time, and the kite was finally replaced by the sweeping palace lady who saw it and threw it out.

He always thought it was something he stole, and he hesitated when he answered...

Not many people know about this.

How did she know?

...

Jiang Lao only found it incredible.

He really picked up a kite, then her short dream, is it true?

She wanted to continue checking, but she couldn't remember how old she was at that time. According to the size in her dream, she was about four or five years old.

"Maybe that was my kite." Suddenly remembering something, her eyes became very bright, clutching his sleeve, and her whole body snuggling close, "Did it fall when you picked it up?"

When the spring breeze is in full swing, there are many paper kites, but it is rare in autumn.

Seeing Rong Lu nodded, Jiang Lao tiptoed in excitement, "It's really my kite!"

"It's really..." She murmured twice.

Rong Ming's doubts remained unsolved, and he glanced at her lightly, "Why do you remember that kite?"

Jiang Lao raised his eyebrows, "Good memory."

Rong Ming knows how many catties she is. He admits that she has a flexible mind, and she has never seen her miss it. She has a good memory...really not, but rather confused.

He was silent, Jiang Lao glanced at his expression and understood.

She occasionally cocked her tail to be complacent. He was so dull and didn't give her face at all.

"If I did, would you believe it?"

Rong Chen asked back, "Why don't you believe it?"

No matter who else speaks in front of him, he has to guess three points.

Only not to her.

Jiang Lao lowered his head and mumbled, "My parents don't believe me."

A few years ago, when she dreamed about what happened later, she once mentioned it to her parents on New Year's Eve a certain year, taking advantage of the slight drunkenness.

Her parents were taken aback, laughed, and regarded her words as idiots.

As for the dream state and the future, they think it's just a coincidence.

Seeing that her parents didn't believe it, she didn't mention it again.

It was all in her dreams, and mentioning them would only make them misunderstand.

"I dreamt it." Jiang Lao said softly.

Even if she knew that the person she was facing was Rong Ming, she was nervous because she didn't know how he would react. She swallowed her saliva and said it again. This time she uttered a lot more clearly, "I dreamed of it in a dream. "

She grabbed his arm, completely unable to guess how he would react, and stared at him closely.

Rong Ming frowned for a long time, raised his hand, and placed it on her head.

"This dream may be just a coincidence," he said quietly.

The steadfast feeling of being touched on the top of his head caused Jiang Lao's heart to fall back.

She was really worried that she would be seen as an outlier.

Never promote dreams and act low-key because of this worry.

She didn't think that Rong Mei would look at her strangely, but just in case...

There was tension in an instant.

But his reaction made her very relieved.

"What if it's not a coincidence?" She was still staring at him, very curious, "If I said, I have had a similar dream?"

Rong Chen couldn't tell whether her words were a joke from the heart. He looked down at her and gradually became serious.

"If what you said is true..."

"Don't let anyone but me know about this."

The seven-year-old did not have the ability to protect the paper kite. Now he has the ability to protect her from the paper kite.

The paper kite was thrown away, and he didn't dare to treat her lightly.

He warned her in a low voice, "No one can do it."

"If you are kidding me... don't kid anyone else."

Jiang Lao knew this a long time ago, so she kept acting in a low-key manner. Seeing that he was reacting like this, she felt sweet in her heart, hugging his waist and grinning smirkly, with a smile in her breath, her voice softened, "Brother Ming very nice."

Rong Chen seldom heard from her what she called him when she was young. He did not expect to hear it once. Behind her ears, she was slightly red. Seeing her hippie smiling face, she stretched out her slender fingers and pinched her cheeks. All right?"

"Remember it." Jiang Lao nodded, and stopped smiling after several times, and asked him in a serious tone, "You have read a lot of books, have you ever heard of any books on , Recorded such a thing?"

She herself has turned a lot of books over the years.

She didn't think she would be the first person in the world to have such a dream, she always wanted to find a precedent.

I can search through the history books and ancient anecdotes of the countryside, but I found nothing in the end.

Rong Ming looked down at her.

She asked so seriously, not like a joke.

He wanted to ask her what dreams she had, but instead of suppressing it, he answered her first, shook his head and said, "Unheard of."

Jiang Lao had already guessed in his heart that finding the root cause of this problem was not so easy. He smiled and said, "There are more weird things in this world. Maybe it's just a coincidence."

Her eyes brightened suddenly, and she took his hand and said, "I read a strange thing in a book the other day."

She didn't sell anything, and immediately gave out the answer, "Let's lead the soul."

"The light-keeper uses the 30-year lifespan as a guide, twists the clothes he wants to wear for the person who prays for the blessing, or the cloth with his breath to make a wick, and keeps guarding the lamp for three years, which can be called a dead person. Three years of soul-changing."

"This is something that is against the sky. I thought it was a section compiled in a folk language book. Who knows if I turned the title page of the book, it was recorded in the Baole Dadian. The Baole Dadian, a big book compiled by the previous dynasty. Encyclopedia, there are very few adulterated things in it. Do you think it is true or false? I don’t think it’s true. It just so happens that a corner of the page is missing. I may refer to the missing piece of paper. Replace it. After half a sentence, I said—'all the above, folk chatter, shouldn't be true'."

Although Jiang Lao was calm and ridiculously mentioning this time, the first time he looked at the Baole Grand Ceremony in the Cangshu Pavilion, it was the time when Rong Chen lost his news in Huaizhou.

At that time, she really wanted to give it a try.