That night when she returned, Gu Lingling had a dream.
Since that dream when she saw Yang Yunhai in trouble, Gu Lingling had never had such a strange dream again.
But after parting ways with Yang Yunhai, that night she had another dream.
This dream seemed to be a continuation of the previous dream, yet it was clearer than the last time.
How clear?
So clear that she could feel the sensation of her bare feet stepping on moss in the dream.
It was still that bamboo grove, that moss-covered path, that thatched hut.
The difference from the last dream was, this time, she hadn’t even pushed open the door when it opened on its own, and a voice came from inside saying, "You’ve finally come."
Who?
Who was speaking?
And who was this ’you’?
"Since you’re here, come in." Just as Gu Lingling was puzzled, the voice came to her ears again.
Could this person be talking about her?
Gu Lingling gently pushed open the door, and the furnishings in the room were the same as before, very clean and empty, with nothing inside except a table lying before her.
On the table was still the box from the last dream.
"Didn’t you want to open it last time? Why aren’t you curious this time?" the voice said teasingly.
"You know that too?" Gu Lingling exclaimed, covering her mouth in surprise, "Who are you, really?"
"Who I am is not important," the voice said, "What’s important is who you are?"
"I’m Gu Lingling," she replied, amused.
If not Gu Lingling, who else could she be?
"It’s you, it’s you, it’s you," the voice said with a laugh, "It’s precisely you."
Huh?
Why did it feel like singing?
Gu Lingling said with a laugh, "Do you really want me to see it?"
"This thing is a keepsake for you," the voice said, "Take it with you, just don’t let it leave your side."
Although it wasn’t of much use, it was just a small gift because of the mistakes made in her past life that led to a lifetime of misery for this woman.
The voice thought to itself.
"Then I must thank you," Gu Lingling said as she opened it, and indeed saw a water-drop-shaped pendant lying inside the box.
As soon as her hand touched the Water Drop Jade Pendant, she could feel a warm pulse transmitting over, very comfortable.
She liked it.
"Alright, you may return now," the voice said.
"But why are you giving me this thing?" Gu Lingling heard her dream self asking.
"Uh..."
The voice paused in midair, "No need to ask, forget it, forget it..."
"What..." Gu Lingling wanted to ask more, but suddenly a gust of wind came from nowhere, and before she could react, she was blown away entirely.
The two misaligned people from the past lives have now returned to their destined paths, and everything will unfold according to the correct trajectory.
And his task would also be completed.
"Master, the disciple acknowledges his mistake," the voice said.
"Fine. You may also return to your place," an elder appeared within the thatched hut, waving his long sleeves.
At the edge of the sea, a stone quietly appeared, with a water-drop-shaped notch at one corner of the stone.
Three characters were inscribed on the stone: Three Lives Stone.
The Three Lives Stone determines fates, and the fated love remains unchanged across three lifetimes.
Because it just wanted to play, it messed up the fates of those two people, and only through another life’s challenges were their fates realigned.
And Gu Lingling, naturally, knew nothing of this.
That sudden gust of wind blew her awake from the dream immediately.
Looking at the water-drop-shaped Jade Pendant in her hand, Gu Lingling was startled and urgently tossed the Jade Pendant aside.
Huh?
Why did she feel the Jade Pendant seemed so aggrieved?
Take good care of it!
And remember, heed the warnings in your dream.
The voice came again.