I Dreamed of Him again

The first chapter of the hundredth reincarnation

No doubt, that person is not Ramses, he should be his descendants, maybe... his hundredth reincarnation.

The morning light passed through the window of the ground and fell into the huge room. The golden flying dust floating in the air, like the debris of the stars, danced slowly.

White bed, white walls, white gauze.

The girl is lying in a piece of white, the golden hair is like the color of the noon sun, scattered randomly on the soft pillow. The thick, curly, light-colored eyelashes trembled slightly, and the angular lips opened and closed as if they were silently talking.

Suddenly, she suddenly woke up from her dreams, and the eyes that had been closed suddenly opened sharply. The blue-eyed scorpion looked straight at the white ceiling and the black scorpion shrank into a pinhole-like shape. . She breathed in a big mouth and her body trembled fiercely.

For a moment, tears flowed down from the twin-shaped scorpion, sliding over her white, delicate face and falling on the soft bed underneath.1

I dreamt of him again.1

Like every day in the past 100 days, his image appeared again in her mind.

The fragments experienced by the two were shattered and recombined, and the half-belt forcedly invaded her fragile dreams.

Seeing his smile, seeing his anger, seeing his concern and seeing his indifference.

Seeing his amber scorpion, he saw his passionate emotions.

"No matter who you are, I am the Pharaoh of Egypt. This land belongs to me. I will definitely find you!"

Ecstasy enters the bottom of my heart at a speed that transcends light, and makes her jump to almost die. However, the next second, the hot expression turned into a deep pain. The blood stained the whole picture, soaking his shirt and his face.

His transparent scorpion gradually lost its original brilliance, and his smiling face looked so fuzzy.

"Wei, knowing you is my happiest..."1

She was so scared that she couldn't even scream. A strong sense of self-loathing rose from the deepest part of my heart, blaming myself, and all of this was deeply concealed by despair.

She said she loved him and she said she wanted to guard him.

As a result, she killed him, but she took away the life span that he deserved for more than sixty years. If the price of fulfilling her love is to take away his life, then... then she would rather not have his love!

The picture turned, his loving face, and the words that made her ecstatic. "I don't want to be good to anyone, I just want to be nice to you. Tell me, where are you?"2

Turning her face, she bit her teeth and uttered a lie that was unsuccessful before the ancients. "Nefertari, good to her, is good to me."

The icy answer ruined all the enthusiasm. Her expression in front of her eyes condensed at that moment, making her unable to bear to watch. Fortunately, there was a dazzling golden light around her, so that she could no longer see his face. In the moment of closing her eyes in her dreams, she opened her eyes in reality, and the white, cold ceiling jumped into her mind.

She has cut off all connections with that old age... this is her own choice.

Choose to erase your own existence to correct the distorted history. As that history disappeared together, it disappeared from 3,000 years ago and disappeared from his love. Except for the faint traces on her left wrist, everything disappeared without a trace, as if she had never stopped in this world, and those were just her dreams

She inhales deeply, and a bitter smile screams at her mouth, reaching out and gently rubbing her eyes.

Only can live for him.

At least, now, he is still alive, in the age without her, peacefully and happily... even if that happiness is not brought by her.2

What else can she regret?

If her pain, her disappearance can make him happy, and his life will be smooth and smooth, and his rule will be long-lasting, will he remember her? Where does she go, and what is the relationship?

The phone at the bed suddenly sounded, and the gentle and cold voice awoke Ai Wei from the deep thoughts. She quickly sucked her nose, cleaned up the messy mood, reached out and pressed the answer button, and the housekeeper's quiet and polite voice passed smoothly through the microphone. "Miss Wei, your friend Andrew Ria visited."

Ivy took a moment and listened to the butler's pronunciation. The visitor named Andrew Ria should have a certain identity. She quickly searched in her mind, but couldn't remember anyone who would call her friend to visit herself.

"Are you sure that this Android Raya will be my welcome guest?" Ivy doesn't like to receive visitors, so she doesn't have the intimate friends who come to the door without an invitation.5

In the face of Ivy's doubts, the old butler just steadily opened again. "The Marquis said that you must receive Android Ruiya."

Ivy stunned, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally reluctantly responded with a sentence.. "Know it."

The home of the Modiet family is located in the suburbs of London. In a large, neat green field, stands the old castle. The time-eroded walls are covered with dense dark green ivy, and the thick iron gates separate the castle from the outside world. Those farmers who had taken care of the idyllic neighborhood of the castle for the Marquis of Modiet had never had the opportunity to enter the iron gate for the rest of their lives. They only saw some expensive cars coming into the slightly mysterious castle under the strict guard. For them, the people who live in it are like the unreachable, another world.

The Modiet family is a British hereditary aristocrat. It not only has the title given by the Queen, but also has close ties with the royal family. It is also the main controlling party of the Ehrlich Group. Named after Ivy's mother name, Ai's Group is the CEO of Ai String, which has expanded at a rapid rate in the past three years and has become the third largest commercial entity in Europe. In Europe, where economic development has stabilized, the Ehrlich Group has had a significant impact on the promotion of the gross national product of the entire Republic of Great Britain.

Ivy La Modiette, this year is about to celebrate her 18th birthday. As the most loved little daughter of Marquis Modiet, the only sister of Ai Xian, her every move has frequently attracted attention in the circle of the upper class. Eighteen is a special age. The daughter of the Modiet family has been able to commit herself to a formal marriage since the age of 18 and her son from the age of twenty-one. Therefore, despite a period of time from Ai Wei's birthday, various gifts have been sent in succession. There are even some young masters from the famous family who frequently send out invitations for her travels.

This is why Ivy has been very wary of visitors recently.

But Marquis Modiet personally told her that she had to wash her clothes and walked downstairs to see someone who might not know him at all.

"Miss," the old butler in a black dress in the living room gave Ai Wei a slight sigh. "Mr. Andrew Ria is waiting for you in the reception room.

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