"Wuyou, can you help me with a dream exchange?"
"Who do you want to exchange with?"
"Hmm… Let me think."
Dream world, Other Shore.
The breeze lifted Xuanqing's robe as he strolled leisurely through a sea of Other Shore Flowers with his hands behind his back.
Meng Wuyou walked side by side with Xuanqing, wearing a crimson long dress, the hem trailing over the flowers. Her long silky hair hung gently over her shoulders, a few strands lifted by the wind brushed against her cheek, adding a touch of tenderness.
"How about exchanging with Fu Xi?" Xuanqing's lips curved into a smile after pondering for a while.
"Are you sure?"
Meng Wuyou glanced at Xuanqing in surprise, "Your dream is Qingqiu Academy, it has quite a bit of dark history."
"Anyone else might not know, but Fu Xi would almost certainly recognize whose dream it is."
"How could it be called dark history? It's the path I walked." Xuanqing smiled faintly.
