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Lu Haoran thought that although Yue Zijun and he had been together for a while, but in all fairness, it was only a little deeper than a friendship between a man and a woman, and only a little more coincidental than meeting by chance. But it was only after they had parted that he realized perhaps that was not the case.

Lu Haoran had a very good temperament. Although he would rarely make friends with people, he rarely made friends with people. Even though their relationship was like Li Wenying's, it was not to the point of being confiding in others. He and Yue Zijun only travelled together for a little more than a month. During this time, Yue Zijun's performance in all aspects was very normal, so normal that Lu Haoran never felt anything special about them. However, he could naturally say things that he shouldn't have said to others to Yue Zijun. He could also naturally do things that he would never do to others after thinking carefully about it. Thinking back, he was not the only one. Yue Zijun was the same. Their relationship was just like that of good friends they had known for many years. They were extremely close, and it was only after Lu Haoran realized that Yue Zijun had deliberately protected them, that he realized how unnatural it was. At that time, he thought Yue Zijun was naturally like this. However, after thinking about Yue Zijun's personality, if he was just a casual friend, why did he have to worry so much? What's more, he felt that this sort of thing wasn't something that could be casually deceived.

When Lu Haoran returned home, it was the same as in the past. The only difference was that Yue Zijun's appearance would always flash through his mind when he wasn't paying attention, and he would even see Yue Zijun's hallucinations at certain occasions.

An indescribable sense of familiarity gradually grew, until in the end, even Lu Haoran couldn't control himself, and when he closed his eyes at night, he could still see Yue Zijun. Lu Haoran even suspected that he was bewitched, but other than the flash of a shadow, the rest of the time was normal, without any effect on his daily life. But the scenes of deja vu became more and more frequent, to the point that occasionally when he raised his glass to drink, he would feel a faint hand holding a glass of wine to toast him.

Lu Haoran couldn't control himself from thinking too much. The more he thought, the harder it became to deal with him. In the end, he could even dream of repeating scenes.

The contents of the dream were messy and scattered. Many of them could be clearly remembered in the dream, but some could still be remembered. The ones most remembered were only these few scenes.

Lu Haoran didn't know where it was, he could only see the sky covered in snow. He stood at one end of the drawbridge, and another man pointed a sword at him at the other end. The bridge was not long, but it was very narrow. Only one person could cross at a time. The man with the sword pointed at him said, "I'll let you through if you leave your things behind." Lu Haoran didn't want to do it. The person rushed over with his sword...

As for what happened afterwards, he did not know. All he knew was that this kind of scene would happen again and again at least once a few days.

The other was on a small boat. The boat was resting in a lake. The moonlight shone brightly, illuminating the surface of the water like a mirror. The two of them drank together, but as they chatted, they heard the man say, "Where did you hide your things?" Lu Haoran only felt a wave of bitterness. He replied tiredly, but felt very helpless.

He felt that even though he couldn't do anything, he was helpless. He knew the other party's goal, but he couldn't avoid it.

Then there was a whole field of jasmine flowers, with Lu Haoran standing behind a man who was playing the flute with his back to him. Lu Haoran listened for a long time and finally asked, "Do you like me?"

Whether that person had replied Lu Haoran or not, he did not know, but he could clearly remember that place which was filled with jasmine flowers. He had been there before, and that was the Tian Xin Building. He also knew about the person who played the flute. Although the person in his memory still looked blurry, Lu Haoran had a very clear answer in his heart. That person was, without a doubt, Yue Zijun.

If it was a dream, then these dreams were too clear and repeated too often. If it wasn't a dream, then what was it?

Lu Haoran hugged his head as he recalled carefully. Suddenly, an answer surfaced in his heart.

If it wasn't a dream, then it should be a memory. The memory he had forgotten.

However, this answer was too frightening and Lu Haoran was unable to accept it. After denying it to himself for a long time, he was still unable to escape the entanglement of Nightmare and the pounding of his memories.

That: Do you like me! It was a sad question, but the pain in his heart didn't go away until he woke up.

He was asking Yue Zijun, Gentleman's Blade Lu Haoran was asking Young Master Youxiang Yue Zijun.

What did this mean? As a man, he actually asked Yue Zijun, who was also a man, if he liked him.

If his dream wasn't fooling him, then he was crazy.

He was a seven foot man, why would he fall in love with a man?

Lu Haoran opened his mouth wanting to laugh, but he couldn't. This was because he knew that no matter how strong his reason was, there was a voice in his heart that told him that this was the truth.

Although he did not know why he did not remember him nor did he know what had happened between them, that feeling of going through a hundred cycles and a thousand cycles remained in his heart, so that when Heaven Vanishing Valley first saw Yue Zijun, he was unable to shift his eyes away. After he left, he also followed him without hesitation.

At that time, he didn't even know why he had followed her, he just followed the feeling that she was following him.

The lost memories were gradually recovering, but it was not what he had expected. Lu Haoran wasn't anxious to remember the past at all. It should be said that the clearer the memory, the more scared he would be. Afraid of remembering, afraid of the entanglement in the dream, afraid of the feeling of heartache. In the end, he decided to leave his home, despite his father and brother's attempts to stop him. He didn't want his family to find out what had happened to him.

Lu Family was not some martial arts family. Above Lu Haoran, Lu Family was supposed to be considered as a family of books. Lu Haoran's grandfather had once been an official in the imperial court, and was a fifth-grade prefecture. After returning home, he obtained some land outside the Poyang City and became the only member outside it. Lu Haoran's father was also a descendant of the scholars. It was only when Lu Haoran's elder brother left his writing to go into business that he started his family on the few acres of land under Lu Family.

Generally speaking, Lu Family and painting had a deep origin, even if Lu Haoran's brother was a businessman, he shouldn't have anything to do with martial arts. When Lu Haoran was young, he was also focused on writing, and he learned all kinds of poems and songs. When Lu Haoran was nine years old, he met an old teacher outside and forcefully pulled him along, saying that his muscles and bones were extremely suitable for martial arts practice. He took away Second Young Master Lu from the Lu Family and left for seven years. The next time he returned, he was a sixteen year old elegant young man. He had a good blade technique and could not match the scholarly man anymore.

Lu’s father kneeled in front of the ancestral ancestral tablet and blamed himself for not being filial and for not being able to bring honor to his ancestors. The eldest son learned martial arts from the second son of the merchant. This was a huge blow to Lu’s father, who had been educated and educated since he was a child. But it was too late. Regret was useless. Lu’s father felt regret in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He could only place all his hopes on his grandchildren.

Fortunately, Lu Haoran's elder sister-in-law had a big stomach. She was a pair of twins all her life. One was a businessman and the other was a scholar. Lu’s father's biggest worry came true. Lu Haoran was also a lot more tolerant, as long as he did not learn bad things and did not cause trouble.

Lu Haoran was deeply influenced by the teachings of the literati since he was a child, so he was very polite and courteous. He always left some leeway for others, and after a long time, his friends in the Jianghu gave him the nickname "Gentleman's Blade".

He was already twenty-four and had never done anything earth-shattering. The only thing he did was to help Yue Zijun let Qian Piaoxue go. Lu Haoran's reputation could be said to have spread throughout the entire Martial Forest, and not a single person did not know about him.

Although Yue Zijun acted out a play to help Lu Haoran, Lu’s father was afraid of his son's future troubles, so he insisted on keeping his second son at home. When there was nothing important, he would even bring his servant along as a precaution.

Lu Haoran could be said to have slipped away from home this time. It was only when he left the Poyang City, half amused and half helpless, did he realize that not only was he locked at home by his father and brother, even the news about the martial arts world was blocked by his father and brother, not even a single bit of it reached his ears.

When he heard it, he couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

It was rumored that Yue Zijun was being hunted down by various great sects. It was unknown whether he was dead or alive …

— — The content is from [Mick Read]