"Damn it, this kid knows how to live it up!"
The people who pushed open the door of the wooden hut were none other than Zhu Hongyun and Wu Ber. As soon as they saw Su Xuan sleeping amidst a cluster of fresh flowers with a beauty snuggled up next to him, they were filled with envy and jealousy.
"He's made himself a tomb of flowers!"
"Yes, and he's about to die!"
Zhu Hongyun and Wu Ber exchanged a glance. Slowly drawing their weapons, they prepared to make their move on Su Xuan.
But after lying down in the little wooden hut, Su Xuan had quickly fallen asleep to the sound of Ji Sisi's chatter, and he even had a dream. It was not a sweet one; it could only be described as a nightmare. And it wasn't the first time he'd had it.
In the dream, he walked alone. He was seemingly without purpose, yet his direction was certain. Before long, he stopped and fixed his gaze forward.
There was a door in front of him. On it was a couplet, with four characters on each side:
