Chapter 197. If You Like
Arc 7 : Last Nightmare
Du Yan had already planned to guide Cheng Yu to continue to remember the past during this exchange, and to make him believe that he is a real person, not a person in a painting or a dream.
In this way, the impression will gradually deepen, and when Cheng Yu is convinced of the authenticity of Du Yan’s existence, he will be able to appear in this dream world.
However, he had only written a few sentences when the familiar feeling came over him again.
Du Yan looked at the study in front of him, feeling somewhat helpless, and he didn’t know what was wrong with Cheng Yu. He hadn’t slept for nearly three days, but this sleep was so short, and he didn’t know what he dreamed about to wake him up.
Cheng Yu in the next room sat up from the bed with a look of disbelief on his face.
His dream today was a continuation of his previous dream. In fact, this situation rarely occurs. Cheng Yu’s dreams are mostly fragmentary, like chaotic memory fragments. He can only remember some of the facial expressions and words of the people in the dream, but there is rarely a continuous plot.
Since bringing the painting back from the tomb, everything has become different. Chaotic fragments have become a continuous memory.
Just like this time, Cheng Yu dreamed of confessing his feelings and the sequel of the eldest princess undressing.
What happened next was not as erotic as expected. The princess untied her belt and opened her clothes, revealing her flat chest.
Cheng Yu had mixed feelings, including shock and disbelief, but not anger or disgust.
Then, he heard the princess, who was exposing her male body in front of him, say, I am Prince Yan.
Hearing this, Cheng Yu felt as if he had fallen from a great height, falling from a dream into reality.
He was awakened not because he was frightened by knowing the princess’s true gender but because the words spoken by the person in the dream were exactly the same as those in the notebook.
Thinking of this, Cheng Yu turned on the light and went straight to find the diary that he had placed next to his pillow before going to bed.
Before falling asleep, he just wanted to give it a try, thinking that maybe he could lure out the mysterious person who left the writing.
Unexpectedly, the diary was spread out on the side, and a few lines of handwriting appeared in the originally blank space.
With the previous dream as a foundation, Cheng Yu was not too surprised, but directly picked up the diary and took in the handwriting on it word by word.
After a while, he smiled and whispered: “It turns out that it was you who made me continue the dream.”
Afterward, Cheng Yu took the sandalwood box that the housekeeper brought back from his hometown. In the box was the scripture that he had read when he was young.
Cheng Yu opened the scripture and found the same handwriting as the mysterious handwriting in the diary and compared them carefully one by one.
Sure enough, it was exactly the same as what he remembered, it was the handwriting of the same person.
Cheng Yu did not try to explain the rationality of this. He only knew that everything in front of him was real, the handwriting was real, the painting was real, and perhaps the things in the dream were also real and had happened before.
“Prince Yan.”
Cheng Yu read these two words in his mouth and felt that his heart, which had been empty since birth, gradually became full with the appearance of these two words.
Ever since he could remember, Cheng Yu felt that he was incomplete, and there was always a void in his heart.
He always felt that something was missing in the world, and the missing part was the most important thing to him.
It was not until he was ten years old that he began to dream that the sense of loss in his heart was satisfied for a moment in his dreams. When Cheng Yu entered his teenage years, he understood the reason for the emptiness in his heart.
The person in the dream came with him, but he didn’t know where the other person went. So he kept looking for the person who should be his other half.
But there was a voice in the dark telling him that the man did not come. The reason that accompanied this person seemed to be lost in the torrent of time, and no one knew where he went.
Maybe in this lifetime, he will never get to see the other half of his body.
This feeling of despair made Cheng Yu feel dead in his heart, and he could only find a moment of peace in his dreams.
Everyone knows that Governor Cheng is the most fearless and courageous person on the battlefield. Anyone who knows him will praise him and say that Cheng Yu deserves the title of a hero in troubled times.
Only Cheng Yu knew that it was because he was always in a hopeless wait that he was not afraid of the coming of death. He even secretly hoped in his heart that maybe in the next reincarnation, he would be able to wait for the destined person.
Now, it’s completely different.
“Prince Yan, I have been waiting for you for a long time.”
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Since that day, Du Yan and Cheng Yu have maintained this peculiar way of communication.
Through communication in his diary, Du Yan led Cheng Yu to his dream, which gradually moved forward. Now Cheng Yu’s dream has reached the time when Du Yan ascended the throne and Cheng Yu infiltrated the delegation.
Cheng Yu’s always gloomy face became more and more gentle, and he even smiled frequently.
Even the servants in the mansion couldn’t help but discuss whether the governor had a lover. He was in a very good mood recently and was very tolerant of some minor mistakes.
Cheng Yu had heard of this rumor, but he did not strictly forbid the servants in the mansion to discuss it because he felt that it was true and there was nothing to hide.
The only thing that made Cheng Yu feel dissatisfied was that he had never met Prince Yan in reality.
Cheng Yu is not stupid. From their interactions over the past few days, he can figure out that every time he dreams of Prince Yan, he will appear and leave a note in his diary.
He didn’t understand why Prince Yan was unwilling to come out to see him. If he is a spirit inhabiting the portrait, why could he only appear when he is asleep?
Cheng Yu didn’t dare to ask. He remembered that he had heard an old man say that there is a taboo about ghosts, which is not to ask about their origins. If one asks about the origins of the soul, it might irritate them, reminding them that they are dead and eventually cause their souls to scatter.
Cheng Yu felt that he could not afford such consequences, so he had to accept the current way of getting along.
Du Yan had no idea what Cheng Yu was thinking. He just thought it was very strange. Cheng Yu had obviously accepted these facts. But he could only appear when Cheng Yu was dreaming. As long as the other party woke up, he would return to the painting forever.
Just when Du Yan felt that the time was right and he could tell Cheng Yu that he was not a painting demon, Cheng Yu disappeared.
Before leaving, Cheng Yu naturally informed Du Yan of his movements.
When the war broke out, Cheng Yu led his troops to the front. Perhaps because the war was urgent, Cheng Yu’s dreaming frequency became extremely low while on the front line.
Du Yan only appears once every few days, and even if he does, he can only wander around the deserted mansion and can not go too far away.
If the matter was simply this, Du Yan would not have thought that Cheng Yu had disappeared. Things started to change last week, and until today, Du Yan has not been able to come out of the painting for nearly half a month.
Just when he was anxious and worried about whether Cheng Yu had an accident, there was finally movement in the mansion.
The person who pushed open the door and entered the study was not Cheng Yu, who had not been seen for a long time, but the housekeeper Cheng Bo.
Cheng Bo’s face didn’t look good. His eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a dark patch under his eyes. His hair seemed to have turned a lot whiter. He looked much older.
He stood in front of Du Yan, sighed, and said: “I hope it works.”
Du Yan’s perspective changed, and then everything went dark. It seemed that he was put back into the sandalwood box.
Du Yan thought about what Cheng Bo had just said and felt a little uneasy. Judging from the situation before him, Cheng Yu must have had an accident.
During his communication with Cheng Yu, Du Yan got to know Cheng Bo a little better. He is a servant of the Cheng family and is extremely loyal to Cheng Yu. Cheng Bo would certainly not do something like stealing a painting, so the only explanation was that Cheng Yu asked him to take the painting somewhere.
Du Yan judged from the conversation and the sound that he was in the car, and then learned what happened to Cheng Yu during this period from Cheng Bo’s conversation with others.
It turns out that Cheng Yu disappeared because he was seriously injured in the battle. He led a great victory in the battle on the front line, but he was accidentally injured when the battle was about to end.
Cheng Yu was sent directly to the hospital for emergency treatment. Although his life was saved, he has not yet regained consciousness and remains in a coma.
Just today, Cheng Yu had just regained consciousness for a few minutes. The first words he said after waking up were to tell the password of the safe and instruct the housekeeper to bring the scroll and diary to the hospital.
After saying this, Cheng Yu fell into a coma again.
According to the doctor, Cheng Yu is not completely out of danger, and he is awake this time only because his obsession is too strong. What’s left is to do everything possible and leave it to fate. If Cheng Yu’s will to survive is strong enough, he may be able to survive this disaster.
Du Yan finally understood why he had been trapped in the painting for this period of time. Cheng Yu had lost consciousness and fell into a coma, so naturally, he couldn’t dream.
Du Yan knew very well that this was a dream world, and the Lord of the Dreamland would never let himself die in a dream.
However, he is in a dream that’s close to the real world. In addition, his feelings toward Shao Lingheng were not that deep previously, so Du Yan could not help but feel a little anxious.
About half an hour later, Du Yan regained his sight and saw Cheng Yu, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.
After Cheng Bo hung up the painting, he started communicating with the doctor, who came to check on the patient.
The doctor’s opinion is still the same. If Cheng Yu can regain consciousness today, the situation will be very optimistic.
The doctor suggested that Cheng Bo find Cheng Yu’s relatives or lover and talk about some good memories to stimulate his survival awareness.
Cheng Yu’s parents are both dead now, and he has no siblings. Housekeeper Cheng Bo can be considered his only relative.
Cheng Bo thought back to Cheng Yu’s growth process and found that he couldn’t find anything that the young master particularly cared about.
At this moment, Cheng Bo’s eyes fell on the diary. If he thought carefully, the things his young master cared about most were probably the painting hanging on the wall and this diary.
Thinking of this, Cheng Bo didn’t care too much and opened the diary to read the contents.
“……”
Du Yan, who was in the painting, looked at the scene in front of him and couldn’t help but feel thankful that there was nothing too outrageous in the diary. Otherwise, if someone read it out, he would feel ashamed as if he were being executed in public.
Cheng Bo’s emergency move had a very good effect on Cheng Yu.
Specifically, Du Yan appeared in the ward that night.
It was already late at night, Cheng Bo was resting in the next room, and only Cheng Yu was left in the ward with his eyes closed.
Du Yan walked to the bed and sat down, looking at Cheng Yu, who was so weak that he barely showed any signs of life.
Du Yan thought about how Cheng Yu had always looked so handsome since they met again, but now his cheeks were so thin that they were almost sunken. He felt a pain in his heart and didn’t know what to do.
Now, he is just a wandering soul in the painting, without any extraordinary abilities.
Seeing that Cheng Yu’s lips were dry and cracked, he stood up and tried to get some water from the cotton swab to moisten his lips.
When Du Yan’s hand was empty, he realized that he was so concerned that he forgot that he could only touch other things through Cheng Yu.
He wanted to hold Cheng Yu’s hand but changed his mind and chose to bend down.
Du Yan gently kissed Cheng Yu’s lips, not knowing why he did so, whether it was to get in touch with this world or just to feel at ease.
He closed his eyes, feeling the warmth on his lips, and finally felt relieved. Cheng Yu was still alive and well and had not turned into a cold corpse.
After a while, Du Yan only felt his lips being gently kissed, and then the person whose lips were pressed against his spoke.
“Is this a blessing before death? Finally, my wish has come true.”
Cheng Yu’s voice was extremely hoarse and weak, almost disappearing into the air, but Du Yan, who was very close to him, heard it clearly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Yu felt a sharp pain on his lips, and then the warm body withdrew from him.
Under the dim light, Cheng Yu saw a scene that was like a dream. No, it was a scene that was even more beautiful than a dream.
Prince Yan, who was dressed in splendid clothes, looked at him with raised eyebrows and said: “You went through so much trouble to see me, but are you willing to die like this?”
Cheng Yu laughed and felt that the severe pain from the wound after waking up had become a kind of enjoyment. It reminded him that everything in front of him was real, not a dream or an illusion.
“I was unwilling to do so. It was because I was unwilling to do so, so I escaped from Yama’ Palace.”
“Count yourself sensible.”
Cheng Yu stared at the person in front of him, unwilling to look away for a moment.
It was clearly a face he had seen countless times in his dreams. From the hair to the curve of the mouth, he could clearly describe it even with his eyes closed.
After everything became a reality, Cheng Yu was still filled with shock and joy. He took it all in with almost greed and stored it in his heart.
Du Yan felt a little uncomfortable with his staring. He frowned and said in a bad tone: “What are you staring at?”
Perhaps because he was too weak from the injury, or perhaps because the surprise made his head a little dizzy, Cheng Yu subconsciously blurted out a sentence.
“Why are you still wearing women’s clothes? If you like, I’ll ask Cheng Bo to go to the tailor shop and order some Western dresses for you…”
“Cheng Yu!” Du Yan was furious: “How dare you ask me why I dress like a woman? It’s all your fault!”
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