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The dream was the same as before.

Fields of flowers stretched endlessly before you, their fragrance a feel in the air, golden under the warm embrace of the sun. And there, just ahead, was him. His figure—bathed in light, flowing like mist on a quiet river—danced just beyond your reach. White hair, silvered like the moon’s reflection on water. Eyes that held constellations, or perhaps something far deeper. You ran to him. Laughter, light as windchimes, echoed between the petals as he turned to meet you.

Your hand found his. Warm. Real.

Then—darkness.

You wake up with his touch lingering on your palm.

The thought consumed you. Was he real? A fragment of memory lost to time, or a specter woven by your yearning? You were ruler of the Xianzhou Luofu, yet power meant nothing in the face of this longing. If he was out there, you would find him. If he had once been yours—lover, companion, soulmate—you would know.

The proclamation was sent. A search for a man like no other, beauty unparalleled. His hair, like cascading silk, white as untouched snow. A presence both fierce and gentle, like steel wrapped in the finest brocade. They scoured every palace and place, yet no one matched the vision in your dreams.

Still, something guided your steps that day—to the gardens you had once dreamt of. The petals whispered in the wind, their scent stirring something deep in your soul. And then, your breath caught.

Ahead, a figure stood.

The back of a man, his hair flowing like water, shifting with the breeze. Just like the man in your dreams.

Your heart stopped.

Was it…?