"In a dream?"
Looking at Li Qiyu's shocked face, which didn't seem to be faked, Song Jiaye was completely puzzled.
"Don't you know about this?"
"Know what? Your dream? I'm not a feng shui fortune - teller. How could I possibly know your dream?"
"Then why did you ask for *Collection of Spring Yu*?"
"Don't you know about this? That night I saw that film on TV and then asked you to help me find it. Because I thought *Collection of Spring Yu* might be written by an old friend I knew in ancient times."
Hearing this, Song Jiaye was confused.
"Could it be that you've never heard of my dream before?"
Li Qiyu shook her head. "What would I do with knowing your dream?"
"Of course it's..."
Song Jiaye originally wanted to say that she wanted to use the dream to get close to him, but then he thought that it was clearly she who was now determined to get a divorce. This reason obviously didn't hold water.
He couldn't help but doubt what Jiang Yongfeng had said. "Aunt Jiang said she told you about my dream, so I just thought..."
Hearing this, Li Qiyu couldn't help but complain.
"Not to mention that I've hardly said a few words to her since I traveled through time. She's just a stranger to me. Even before I traveled through time, do you think, given my relationship with her, she would tell me about you?"
Although Li Qiyu didn't know much about the various disputes between Li Xiyu and Jiang Yongfeng before she traveled through time, one thing was certain: Jiang Yongfeng didn't want Li Xiyu and Song Jiaye to have a better relationship.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have repeatedly made things difficult for Li Xiyu under the guise of concern.
Song Jiaye was blushing from Li Qiyu's words.
Indeed, this matter didn't make sense logically. The reason he got angry at that time was partly because he knew he had been deceived by Li Xiyu. He was a bit jumpy, over - reacting and not rational.
Song Jiaye stopped asking about the dream. He asked, "The ancient person you mentioned? Who is it?"
Anyway, Song Yunsheng had already said the name in the teahouse, so Li Qiyu had nothing to hide. "Zhou Donglin."
"So what's your relationship with him?"
"He's my good friend. We grew up together since childhood."
"Was he weak and sickly when he was young, and was entrusted to you by his parents, but you took him to do nothing but cause trouble everywhere?"
Li Qiyu looked at Song Jiaye in surprise: "You still say you haven't traveled through time? How do you know all these things?"
"What's your name?"
"Li Qiyu. Li Qiyu, with the meaning of 'Donglin is prosperous, and Spring Yu can find a place to stay'."
Song Jiaye's head was buzzing. He stared blankly at the steering wheel and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Li Qiyu didn't notice Song Jiaye's strangeness. She had experienced so much in a day and needed someone to talk to.
"Actually, if it were before, I would never have dared to tell you this news. But now I'm basically sure that you're not the Song Jiaye from ancient times."
Li Qiyu thought of the guy who claimed to be Zhou Donglin in the teahouse.
"Actually, Xiaoxuan was right in a way. It's really a fateful and ill - starred relationship. The one who looks like Donglin isn't Zhou Donglin, and the one who looks like me isn't Li Qiyu."
She knew that Song Yunsheng wasn't Zhou Donglin. Zhou Donglin wouldn't call her brother with such a sickening expression. If it were really Zhou Donglin, he wouldn't call her brother, let alone keep saying "this humble scholar".
Of course, he wouldn't have so many cautious probes. The Zhou Donglin she knew didn't have so many twists and turns. He would just giggle like a fool or stand there stupidly, unable to say a word for a long time.
Moreover, based on what she knew about Zhou Donglin, if he knew that the poems he wrote about secretly loving her had been discovered by her, he would surely want to cover his face and run away, so embarrassed that he would pound his chest and stamp his feet on the spot. He definitely wouldn't ask her in front of her, "Have you read *Collection of Spring Yu*?"
Song Yunsheng's behavior instead made Li Qiyu think of another person, someone she hated deeply and never wanted to see again - her husband, the Emperor of the Mu Dynasty, Song Jiaye.
Of course, it was also because Song Yunsheng made Li Qiyu think of that unpleasant memory. The person she had tried so hard to forget gradually became clear in her mind. She could be more certain that the modern Song Jiaye and the ancient Song Jiaye were completely different people.
The ancient Song Jiaye, even when he pretended to be nice to others, always gave people a feeling of calculation that made them uncomfortable.
The modern Song Jiaye showed his gentleness and care in real actions. Although it wasn't very appropriate to use the word "innocent" to describe the CEO of a quasi - listed company, it was really not a burden to get along with him.
Li Qiyu had spent her whole life loving Song Jiaye and studying his preferences, so her intuition couldn't be wrong.
This was the reason why Li Qiyu refused to communicate with Song Yunsheng, who looked exactly like Zhou Donglin and claimed to be Zhou Donglin.
This was also the reason why she dared to be honest with Song Jiaye.
At this moment, Song Jiaye sitting beside Li Qiyu suddenly thought of that poetry collection.
Although there were many ancient poems he couldn't understand, there was a simplified version circulated on the Internet. He had nothing to do at home today and had checked the meanings of the words one by one in the ancient Chinese dictionary. Although he read it haltingly, he already knew that this poetry collection was like a secret - love diary.
And he, holding this poetry collection, studied it word by word with the heroine in the collection, and analyzed his own feelings bit by bit.
Song Jiaye's face instantly turned red. He buried his head on the steering wheel like an ostrich, made a fist with his right hand, and kept pounding his chest. He really wanted to slap himself.
How could he be so stupid? How could he not have noticed it all this time?
Li Qiyu looked at Song Jiaye, who was pounding his chest and looking extremely懊恼, in confusion. She asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Song Jiaye was like an electric shock and quickly sat up straight.
"Nothing... It's nothing. I just think I'm so stupid."
He had been deceived by Li Xiyu's appearance for so many years and hadn't recognized that the real goddess in his dream was right beside him. He had even thought that she was just reciting from a script and acting.
Li Qiyu chased after the question: "What's this dream you're talking about? Besides the family motto of the Li family, is there any other content?"
"Don't ask!"
How could Song Jiaye have the nerve to admit in front of her that he had been dreaming about her?
This was different from how he felt about Li Xichi back then. He had never been so embarrassed when facing Li Xichi.
If what Li Qiyu said was true, what he experienced in his dream was the real contact he had with Li Qiyu in ancient times.
Li Xichi and Li Qiyu.
One was a projection, and the other was the real person.
How could they be the same?